celebstars
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 28, 2012
Opening the police box door, Clara stepped out on to the petal, her eyes looking ever so worried that she would fall off to her death. A petal was something delicate, fragile back on Earth, but given the size of it here on this planet, it was strong, and sturdy. "Nothing is on my mind" she said, looking at him with a look, a certain one which told him there actually was.
"It is going to end isn't it? This...us...." Sitting down, her feet overhung the petal and dangled in the air. "You have had other companions before me you will have others after me. Which is fine...I know! But..I don't want you to forget about me."
This was an entirely different problem from her nightmares.
"It is going to end isn't it? This...us...." Sitting down, her feet overhung the petal and dangled in the air. "You have had other companions before me you will have others after me. Which is fine...I know! But..I don't want you to forget about me."
This was an entirely different problem from her nightmares.