Drabble 177 - Doctor Who
It is so easy to love the Doctor. Maybe not to be loved by her, not ever, but easy to fall for her, to devote yourself to her, to choose her like you can run forever.
The Master makes nothing easy. Not for the Doctor, certainly not for Yasmin Khan. If she had a choice, he wouldn’t be first, second, last.
There isn’t one. Just the truth: not one without the other.
So, Yaz learns to swallow madness. So, Yaz runs until her bones ache. So, Yaz decides, I’ll love her until she notices. I’ll love him until he shatters.












