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Intellect and romance triumph over brute force and cynicism.
This is now officially my favourite episode ever. (I admit that initially I felt like this - no, I don't know what it means either - but by now I've managed to get to grips with the mirrors and oh my god.)
Meta coming.
For now, you can go re-watch Howl. PONDS! PONDS PONDS PONDS! GLORIOUS, MAGNIFICENT PONDS!
Oh, and I changed my banner (again. I know), and it is now rather spoilery. Sorry. But oh, that song...
Meta coming.
For now, you can go re-watch Howl. PONDS! PONDS PONDS PONDS! GLORIOUS, MAGNIFICENT PONDS!
Oh, and I changed my banner (again. I know), and it is now rather spoilery. Sorry. But oh, that song...

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As for Moffat, then I don't know. I know his first wife left him, and that this is probably part of the reason for why he's always writing about families, and how characters claiming each other as family resolves most of his plots.
And I shall ponder you musings. (Pun totally intended!)