DW Fic: The Bones
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dwfictionStory: The Bones
Author:kaffy_r
Characters: River Song, The Doctor
Rated: PG13
Word Count: 729 per Google Docs
Edited by: the very wisebuckaroobob , aka dr_whuh
Summary: River Song understood nothing but weariness. It took a long time for her to learn anything else.
Author's Notes: I originally wrote this as the response to an LJ Whofic community contest prompt but, as isn’t too surprising for me, finished it too late to enter. As I get older, I understand too well that “being tired” can be the disarmingly banal disguise for a great many evils; it seemed as natural as breathing to me that River Song would be its victim. The title probably means little unless you have been engulfed by exhaustion.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.
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Author:
kaffy_r Characters: River Song, The Doctor
Rated: PG13
Word Count: 729 per Google Docs
Edited by: the very wise
buckaroobob , aka dr_whuh Summary: River Song understood nothing but weariness. It took a long time for her to learn anything else.
Author's Notes: I originally wrote this as the response to an LJ Whofic community contest prompt but, as isn’t too surprising for me, finished it too late to enter. As I get older, I understand too well that “being tired” can be the disarmingly banal disguise for a great many evils; it seemed as natural as breathing to me that River Song would be its victim. The title probably means little unless you have been engulfed by exhaustion.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.
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Read at my journal