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The Hope - Chapter 2“So how’d you end up here, on earth?” The Doctor asked, amused. “My parents, The Cliché and The Maiden, foresaw the war and sent me here in my first ever TARDIS. They hid out on the Milky Way with heaps of other Seers and I haven’t heard from them since. I’m worried about them.” Hope shook all over but held back the tears she had held back for years. “I’ve only heard from another Time Lord, but he’s got himself a job, and works for the bus service. I think he said his name was the Master.” “But, he’s dead!” “Yeah, he told me. He said you crematedThe Hope - Chapter 2
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The Death of PompeiiThe Death of PompeiiThe Death of Pompeii
“Marion! Marionette! We’ll be late for the meeting, if you don’t hurry up!” Marion’s mother called. “Coming, Mother.” Marion sighed. She still hadn’t decided if she should wear her pale, sky-blue shift or the deep red one with her golden ribbon for the meeting. This particular meeting was a giant community meeting to see if girls would be educated among the boys in all schools. Her mother was all in favour of getting Marion out of the house, as she obviously thought Marion was a pain. Marion just liked bouncing her sphere against the wall. It didn’t really ma
by ~Hardeeharhar1423
Army DiseaseArmy Disease The army was stealthily creeping up. James walked quietly into the backyard. The army was almost upon him, raising and focusing their cannons. Suddenly, he swivelled around and surveyed the oak tree carefully. He could see them now, buttoned up in their fancy green outfits and helmets the size of walnuts. He flexed his fingers against the plastic barrel of his toy gun. He assured himself, no. They wouldn’t get him today, no, not today, when he still had a mother to love and a doctor and a nurse to fuss over him, ranting and raving about his ‘disease’. Wasn’t a person allowed to hallucinate once in a whilArmy Disease
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