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Title: Leave my body
Fandom: Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst, character introspection, meta-fic (sort of)
Characters: Tenth Doctor, Wilfred Mott, Eleventh Doctor, mentions of various Ten-era characters
Setting: The End of Time/post-The End of Time (so spoilers for that, obviously)
Word Count: 2294
Summary: "Oh, people would still call him ‘the Doctor’, he would still lead the same life. He would carry on, but he would be gone. Pretty schizophrenic, but that was who he was."
A/N: Wow. This was actually written back in November, during NaNoWriMo, and has been sleeping on my hard-drive ever since. Well, not exactly, since it had been edited and re-edited until my beta and I were pretty much happy with it. Said beta is the wonderful
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novindalf (who incidentally gave me the prompt that inspired this fic) and I owe her big, big thanks for the several evenings she spent beta-ing this, correcting my English mistakes, pointing out that readers can't read my mind and that I needed to be clearer, for clever rephrasing and overall turning this into more of a readable fic and less of a philosophy essay (which is sort of was). Basically, this fic is about my take on Ten's regeneration process, and writing down my thoughts on it, on EoT, on Doctor Who in general, and how I see Ten's behaviour during the specials. It's a declaration of love to Ten (and Wilf) and how I love and relate to him even during his darkest hour. I needed to get it out of my system.
The title comes from Florence + The Machine's song of the same name. I listened to it on repeat while writing this. The lines 'I don't want your future, I don't need your past. One bright moment is all I ask.', 'I'm gonna leave my body, I'm gonna lose my mind' and 'History keeps pulling me, pulling me down' were particularly inspiring.
(I am well aware that I 'owe' Doctor Who fic to some of you, so I hope this will be a tolerable compensation in the meanwhile :))
( "Even then, even if I change, it feels like dying. Everything I am dies. Some new man goes sauntering away... and I'm dead." )
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