My best subject was the nature table, because I brought in the shiversome newts with their uterine flanged backs. I was moderately bullied. There were kids more noticeably tormentable than me.

His mother was incinerated in the Dresden fire-storm. So it goes.

O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?

I've just started looking for DW fanfic to see if there's any Rose-meets-altuniverse-Doctor, and have been drowned in shipfic on places like ff.net (or whatever its called now.