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incandescensTitle: before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green
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autophanous
Series: Doctor Who
Requested Topic: oh god PLEASE write an AU of angels take manhattan that isn't horrible. I am that kind of fan who still misses the ponds, BLEH
Due to: http://incandescens.livejournal.com/1201511.html
The graveyard angel had been waiting for a long time. Moss grew on its wings, and dry grass and leaves were heaped around its base. It watched, stone eyes unblinking, as the two old people came towards it.
“Ready to go, Mr Pond?” the woman asked. Her glasses sparkled in the evening light.
“Ready to go, Mrs Williams,” the man answered her. He was leaning on a stick, but he still had a military bearing about him.
They paused to look at the tombstone.
Since the last time they had seen it, the words, THEY TOOK THE LONG ROAD had been added beneath their names. Or perhaps they had always been there.
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, someone had scrawled underneath it in lipstick.
“It’s all right,” the woman said, holding her hand out to the carved angel. “We’re ready to go now.”
The man put his arm around her waist.
And a moment later, both they and the angel were gone.
(Title is taken from Chesterton's The Rolling English Road.)
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autophanousSeries: Doctor Who
Requested Topic: oh god PLEASE write an AU of angels take manhattan that isn't horrible. I am that kind of fan who still misses the ponds, BLEH
Due to: http://incandescens.livejournal.com/1201511.html
The graveyard angel had been waiting for a long time. Moss grew on its wings, and dry grass and leaves were heaped around its base. It watched, stone eyes unblinking, as the two old people came towards it.
“Ready to go, Mr Pond?” the woman asked. Her glasses sparkled in the evening light.
“Ready to go, Mrs Williams,” the man answered her. He was leaning on a stick, but he still had a military bearing about him.
They paused to look at the tombstone.
Since the last time they had seen it, the words, THEY TOOK THE LONG ROAD had been added beneath their names. Or perhaps they had always been there.
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, someone had scrawled underneath it in lipstick.
“It’s all right,” the woman said, holding her hand out to the carved angel. “We’re ready to go now.”
The man put his arm around her waist.
And a moment later, both they and the angel were gone.
(Title is taken from Chesterton's The Rolling English Road.)
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Random reflection
Date: 2013-10-10 05:30 pm (UTC)I assume it can't be that bad when watched or people would complain; but it reads like 'dark and stormy night' narrative chaos.
Re: Random reflection
Date: 2013-10-10 11:20 pm (UTC)a) complete short stories in 4-6 episodes (old style)
to
b) complete seasons of 12-13 episodes which have to have a beginning and an end, and demonstrate character progression, and affect the entire universe, and of course each season has to be better/bigger than the last one...
may have had some impact on the situation, and on the need to constantly hit the reset button.
(Not that they didn't hit the reset button from time to time in the old series. But I like to think that it was less obvious and not quite so hard.)
Re: Random reflection
Date: 2013-10-11 01:20 am (UTC)Re: Random reflection
Date: 2013-10-11 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-10-10 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-10-10 11:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-10-11 11:58 am (UTC)this was beautiful. <3 thank you!
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Date: 2013-10-11 11:21 pm (UTC)