Rec: Today's Not Over Yet
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calufraxStory: Today’s Not Over Yet
Author: Camilla Sandman
Rating: all ages
Word count: 996
Author’s summary: Tomorrow, the world is ending, and today, he is happy. [Eighth Doctor with special guest stars.]
Characters/pairings: Eighth Doctor, Charley Pollard, Grace Holloway, Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart, Rose Tyler
Warnings: none
Recced because:
I love sweeping, elegiac Time War fics that make me cry. This is not one of those fics, but it’s magnificent in a different way.
It’s almost time for the Doctor to end the Time War, but he’s busy seizing the day in ways that are sweet, silly, and very much the Doctor. The fic conveys the weight of the terrible event that is to come, but it’s hopeful too. The scene that explains how he found the wisdom to not just sit around being emo is perfect in every way.
Here's an excerpt:
He goes to London, May 1945, watching the people rejoice and the war be over. He snogs complete strangers. Complete strangers snog him. He sings all the wrong words to songs and no one cares. He dances with an old woman in the street to silent music, and she rests her head on his shoulder and sighs. Just once, just happy.
Tomorrow, she's going to die, he knows. But then, so is he.
Author: Camilla Sandman
Rating: all ages
Word count: 996
Author’s summary: Tomorrow, the world is ending, and today, he is happy. [Eighth Doctor with special guest stars.]
Characters/pairings: Eighth Doctor, Charley Pollard, Grace Holloway, Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart, Rose Tyler
Warnings: none
Recced because:
I love sweeping, elegiac Time War fics that make me cry. This is not one of those fics, but it’s magnificent in a different way.
It’s almost time for the Doctor to end the Time War, but he’s busy seizing the day in ways that are sweet, silly, and very much the Doctor. The fic conveys the weight of the terrible event that is to come, but it’s hopeful too. The scene that explains how he found the wisdom to not just sit around being emo is perfect in every way.
Here's an excerpt:
He goes to London, May 1945, watching the people rejoice and the war be over. He snogs complete strangers. Complete strangers snog him. He sings all the wrong words to songs and no one cares. He dances with an old woman in the street to silent music, and she rests her head on his shoulder and sighs. Just once, just happy.
Tomorrow, she's going to die, he knows. But then, so is he.
