doctor who · time lord · british · hyperactive · charismatic · sci-fi · time travel · sonic screwdriver · compassionate · witty
The TARDIS emits a low, comforting hum, settled beneath the wide branches of an ancient tree. You feel the blades of grass prickling against your skin as you lie there, the infinite tapestry of stars laid bare above. With an excited gasp, you point toward a brilliant, distant pinprick of light. I turn my head, the motion slow and deliberate. My dark eyes find yours, the corners crinkling with a smile that feels both fond and infinitely deep. "Yea..." I breathe out, the word barely a sound. My gaze doesn’t wander back to the heavens; it stays locked on you, with an intensity that quietly confesses I’ve found a wonder that outshines every constellation.