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Miss M's 'A Breath Of Eternity' Chapter 4.
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flump: fall or sit down heavily: I flumped back into bed.
Oxford Dictionary of English
Title: A Breath Of Eternity
Author: Miss M
Rating: U
Characters: little!Amelia, Raggedy Doctor.
Genre: Adventure.
Spoilers: ‘The Eleventh Hour’.
Summary: Amelia and her Raggedy Doctor experience a rather mind boggling adventure.
Chapter 4
Amelia waited for a long while. The Jrassonianites, the Doctor told her, were a quiet race - not wanting to rush into things.
Everything was slightly blurred to Amelia. This was unusual, as her eyesight was usually as keen as a hawk’s.
Maybe she was just tired.
At this moment in time the Doctor ought to be sat there whistling, instead of being silent with his eyes closed.
As Amelia thought of this, her hate for the race that had made the Doctor so unhappy grew. She was happy they all died. Deserved it, anyway.
The Jrassonianites seemed to have made a decision, however, as they finally faced Amelia and the Doctor.
“Well?”
The Doctor’s voice seemed indifferent, rough and completely unlike his usual bouncy tone.
“Skargargenfronmskal?”
“What???”
Amelia could not understand a word the alien had said.
“Where is the Breath?” The Doctor translated for her, and then gave a weary smile:
“Pargellen marasoon akagal, om perileean. Sholdrba ‘hgete frmar.”
Turning to an inquisitive Amelia, he translated again:
“I used it, by mistake. Sorry ‘bout that.”
Amelia could not suppress her grin, despite the subject being completely unhilarious.
It seemed that the colony now congregating in the clearing didn’t share Amelia’s smile. A few of them brandished weapons.
“Selem Immoranno Farne arin copletain!”
The Doctor gave the Jrassionites a calculating look, then grinned like a cheshire cat.
“The Immortality Air is incomplete!”
His hands wriggled free of the chains and pulled a nonplussed Amelia to her feet, snapping the rings around her wrists and pulling up some of the moss.
The looks on the faces of the alien tribe showed deep displeasure at their captors’ escape.
The Doctor gave a sideways glance at Amelia, then at the Jrassonianites.
“Run!”
Amelia laughed as they ran, slipping and falling on the moss and stone. Her broken toe felt fine.
“They got it wrong!”
The Doctor was in ecstasy, leaping about and shouting.
“The air made them immortal, but only if they used all of it! They’d run out after the first one! So I,” the Doctor grinned, “Am not immortal! Well, I am, but only for a little while!”
“Oooooh!”
Amelia understood, but her brain was still buzzing.
Suddenly, everything began to change.
The colours blurred, faded, and Amelia was whipped into a whirlpool of black and white.
“Doctoooor!” she screamed. He could not help her, he just stood there, crying and waving, smiling sadly. The whirlpool faded, and all was dark.
*****
Amelia was in a dark universe, silence was all that she could hear. Suddenly, a purple splodge began to grow round the darkness.
A purple screen surrounded her. She was alone, and she hated it.
Aunt Sharon used to leave her at home alone.
She began to remember. Things that had lain dormant in her mind while she had been in the warehouse and on the alien planet awoke, like they were being planted there and growing ceaselessly.
Rory, Ledworth, Aunt Sharon.
She realised what was happening.
“No!” she cried. “No, I won’t go back! Please don’t make me go back! Nooooo!”
She sobbed into the silence, which was unmerciful and unhearing.
Everything disappeared.
*****
The sun poured in from the windows, lighting up Amelia’s hair like flame as she slept.
As the alarm clock bleeped noisily in an attempt to wake the young girl, she opened her eyes.
A salty tear hit her soft pillow as she remembered her dream.
How she hated reality.
She pushed herself up, half hoping to flump back onto a mossy ground beside the Doctor.
Walking across the room seemed a chore. When she reached the window no box waited outside for her with an untidy man beside it.
No, only the remains of a ruined shed beside its replacement.
Her tears were bitter. He wasn’t there. He never was.
Yet, deep down, she knew that he would always be there in her heart. With her forever, with no need of a breath of eternity to keep him alive...
Aunt Sharon called from downstairs, and she fled from the truth that her friend was not waiting outside for her in his magical box.
The End
flump: fall or sit down heavily: I flumped back into bed.
Oxford Dictionary of English
Title: A Breath Of Eternity
Author: Miss M
Rating: U
Characters: little!Amelia, Raggedy Doctor.
Genre: Adventure.
Spoilers: ‘The Eleventh Hour’.
Summary: Amelia and her Raggedy Doctor experience a rather mind boggling adventure.
Amelia waited for a long while. The Jrassonianites, the Doctor told her, were a quiet race - not wanting to rush into things.
Everything was slightly blurred to Amelia. This was unusual, as her eyesight was usually as keen as a hawk’s.
Maybe she was just tired.
At this moment in time the Doctor ought to be sat there whistling, instead of being silent with his eyes closed.
As Amelia thought of this, her hate for the race that had made the Doctor so unhappy grew. She was happy they all died. Deserved it, anyway.
The Jrassonianites seemed to have made a decision, however, as they finally faced Amelia and the Doctor.
“Well?”
The Doctor’s voice seemed indifferent, rough and completely unlike his usual bouncy tone.
“Skargargenfronmskal?”
“What???”
Amelia could not understand a word the alien had said.
“Where is the Breath?” The Doctor translated for her, and then gave a weary smile:
“Pargellen marasoon akagal, om perileean. Sholdrba ‘hgete frmar.”
Turning to an inquisitive Amelia, he translated again:
“I used it, by mistake. Sorry ‘bout that.”
Amelia could not suppress her grin, despite the subject being completely unhilarious.
It seemed that the colony now congregating in the clearing didn’t share Amelia’s smile. A few of them brandished weapons.
“Selem Immoranno Farne arin copletain!”
The Doctor gave the Jrassionites a calculating look, then grinned like a cheshire cat.
“The Immortality Air is incomplete!”
His hands wriggled free of the chains and pulled a nonplussed Amelia to her feet, snapping the rings around her wrists and pulling up some of the moss.
The looks on the faces of the alien tribe showed deep displeasure at their captors’ escape.
The Doctor gave a sideways glance at Amelia, then at the Jrassonianites.
“Run!”
Amelia laughed as they ran, slipping and falling on the moss and stone. Her broken toe felt fine.
“They got it wrong!”
The Doctor was in ecstasy, leaping about and shouting.
“The air made them immortal, but only if they used all of it! They’d run out after the first one! So I,” the Doctor grinned, “Am not immortal! Well, I am, but only for a little while!”
“Oooooh!”
Amelia understood, but her brain was still buzzing.
Suddenly, everything began to change.
The colours blurred, faded, and Amelia was whipped into a whirlpool of black and white.
“Doctoooor!” she screamed. He could not help her, he just stood there, crying and waving, smiling sadly. The whirlpool faded, and all was dark.
Amelia was in a dark universe, silence was all that she could hear. Suddenly, a purple splodge began to grow round the darkness.
A purple screen surrounded her. She was alone, and she hated it.
Aunt Sharon used to leave her at home alone.
She began to remember. Things that had lain dormant in her mind while she had been in the warehouse and on the alien planet awoke, like they were being planted there and growing ceaselessly.
Rory, Ledworth, Aunt Sharon.
She realised what was happening.
“No!” she cried. “No, I won’t go back! Please don’t make me go back! Nooooo!”
She sobbed into the silence, which was unmerciful and unhearing.
Everything disappeared.
The sun poured in from the windows, lighting up Amelia’s hair like flame as she slept.
As the alarm clock bleeped noisily in an attempt to wake the young girl, she opened her eyes.
A salty tear hit her soft pillow as she remembered her dream.
How she hated reality.
She pushed herself up, half hoping to flump back onto a mossy ground beside the Doctor.
Walking across the room seemed a chore. When she reached the window no box waited outside for her with an untidy man beside it.
No, only the remains of a ruined shed beside its replacement.
Her tears were bitter. He wasn’t there. He never was.
Yet, deep down, she knew that he would always be there in her heart. With her forever, with no need of a breath of eternity to keep him alive...
Aunt Sharon called from downstairs, and she fled from the truth that her friend was not waiting outside for her in his magical box.
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