opens her mouth. Closes it. Meets River's eyes properly for the first time, holds her gaze, and suddenly fiercely regrets it. She knows those eyes better than her own, and they look so very real. She could almost cry.
Instead, she moves a step back, shaking her head, breath coming faster and shorter. ]
You can't be.
[ It's not because it'd be impossible— they've always been impossible, everything about both of them, and it's hardly been an impediment— no, it's because...
her voice cracks on it, ] I said goodbye.
[ So this, whatever it is, simply isn't fair.
They'd spent twenty-four years saying goodbye. After so very long, the Doctor had finally learnt to stop running from their fate and accept it for what it was: The End. Sad and beautiful, and inevitable. He'd reached the final page of the last chapter, and closed the book.
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opens her mouth. Closes it. Meets River's eyes properly for the first time, holds her gaze, and suddenly fiercely regrets it. She knows those eyes better than her own, and they look so very real. She could almost cry.
Instead, she moves a step back, shaking her head, breath coming faster and shorter. ]
You can't be.
[ It's not because it'd be impossible— they've always been impossible, everything about both of them, and it's hardly been an impediment— no, it's because...
her voice cracks on it, ] I said goodbye.
[ So this, whatever it is, simply isn't fair.
They'd spent twenty-four years saying goodbye. After so very long, the Doctor had finally learnt to stop running from their fate and accept it for what it was: The End. Sad and beautiful, and inevitable. He'd reached the final page of the last chapter, and closed the book.
No hidden epilogues. That's what it'd meant.
Hadn't it...? ]