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calufrax2009-05-16 08:43 am
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rec: like clockwork, by primsong
Story: Like Clockwork
Author: Primsong
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 283
Author's Summary: He's going to be here a long, long time.
Characters/Pairings: Third Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: When I think of the Third Doctor, I think of him running around with all the marvelous people of UNIT, helping them defend the Earth from the never-ending crop of alien invaders. What I often forget, though, is why he wound up working as UNIT's scientific advisor in the first place: because he was exiled, because his TARDIS was forcibly broken, and because his mind was altered to deny him the knowledge he needed to fix it, knowledge that he used to have. This story skillfully shows those feelings of exile and loss in less than 300 words, and it's heartbreaking. No matter how many times I read this story, the emotional impact of it never lessens.
He'd removed the wall-clock from the lab within his first week. No one noticed. Didn't they hear the sound? The sound of time rushing around them, past them, over them? Leaving them behind?
Author: Primsong
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 283
Author's Summary: He's going to be here a long, long time.
Characters/Pairings: Third Doctor
Warnings: None
Recced because: When I think of the Third Doctor, I think of him running around with all the marvelous people of UNIT, helping them defend the Earth from the never-ending crop of alien invaders. What I often forget, though, is why he wound up working as UNIT's scientific advisor in the first place: because he was exiled, because his TARDIS was forcibly broken, and because his mind was altered to deny him the knowledge he needed to fix it, knowledge that he used to have. This story skillfully shows those feelings of exile and loss in less than 300 words, and it's heartbreaking. No matter how many times I read this story, the emotional impact of it never lessens.
He'd removed the wall-clock from the lab within his first week. No one noticed. Didn't they hear the sound? The sound of time rushing around them, past them, over them? Leaving them behind?