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‘ sorry. ‘

digits scrape the arc of the back of their skull, shifting through brunet tresses. ‘ i wasn’t listenin’. ‘ they’re more honest than their masculine progenitor, at least. the doctor would’ve lied about that. they feel no urge.

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the sound that hums from it’s throat is dry, hollow, cold. this is the time lord victorious, public enemy number one; a rebellious creature distorted with the dark shade of co- rruption, and power. endless power. the power to collapse a universe with a breath of a word, the power to manipulate time around it’s fingers.

‘ you’re wasting your time, ‘ it says, in perfect clarity, a voice that is quite devoid of the boyish inflection the doctor had always possessed. this thing is beyond the doctor. it’s not sure it would know the name if spoken now.

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