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Title: Ten Seconds
Author:

amberfocus
Characters/Pairings: Nine/Rose
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Rating: All ages
Beta:

thetesh
Summary: Is she more than teeth and tail and blood and bone and a snarl from a nightmare that haunts everything, will haunt everything forever?
Author's Notes: Written for challenge 96 prompt springtime at

then_theres_us

Ten Seconds

She doesn’t know who she is, doesn’t know where she’s been, doesn’t know why she exists. She’s falling, falling, falling, like a meteorite from the sky, breaking up in the atmosphere into a thousand tiny pieces that can still do so, so much damage no matter how small. She’s burning up, white hot coals that are taking far too long to become cinders and everything, everything around her hurts. It’s violent and ugly, this tearing apart of her psyche, this shredding of her soul, this rending of her body.

What is she?

One
     two
          three

Golden light and shadow and fire and all of the things that went bump in the

four
     five
          six

night. Lightning and thunder and rain so powerful it can all but kill you and

seven
     eight
          nine

is that what is happening? Is she dying? Is she killing? Is she more than teeth and tail and blood and bone and a snarl from a nightmare that haunts everything, will haunt everything forever?

Ten.

It stops. She stops. She feels lips, softer than she thought they’d be. She feels power. Hers. His. The pain moves behind her eyes, from heat to crystals, shards of ice piercing every aspect of what she has become.

BAD WOLF

The bitterness of winter, the freezing darkness, dissolves. He pulls it out of her and chases it away.

She fills with warmth, rebirth, renewal.

She is Rose Tyler.

And he tastes of spring.

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oh wow....

That's so beautiful! Absolutely poetic.

LOVE IT!!!! ♥♥♥

Thank you. It did come out like poetry. Sort of. Just the way it flowed, I guess.

This was very moving and filled with such powerful imagery.

I also loved the meter of this piece. Beautiful!

Thank you. It was very vivid in my head so I am always glad when that translates to the written word.

i love it!

Thank you.

This is lovely!:)

PS: I love your username. It reminds me of sepiatoned photographs or something. &hearts

Edited 2012-04-15 02:17 (UTC)

Thank you.

I'm glad you like the user name. I'm very fond of it. I always say I don't view the world through rose-colored glasses, but through an amber focus, which really just tends to mean I approach things from a different angle than a lot of people.

I do light up when I find some Rose fic. And this is lovely. I am reminded of a line in Bedtime Story that I just reread last night about why the Doctor is afraid to touch Rose now..."

He breathed out a confession, “Oh, she's like fire inside of him, burning him away.”

“She makes him burn?”

“Her touch. Her mouth. He's kissed her, held her pressed hard against him. She pulsed like a sun going nova. So hot. Everywhere. Inside him, in his mind. He can't forget what it felt like. And the thought of it...”

Edited 2012-04-15 03:44 (UTC)

Thank you. What is Bedtime Story?

Oh, sorry! One of my fics from way back when, totally not relevant except for the fact that I'd just re-read it. I was a little out of it when I left this comment. I was just happy to see a Rose fic that made me feel cozy inside again. Thanks for writing and sharing.

Oh, okay. I think all I've read of yours is Dissheveled and Suicide Blonde so I've not seen that one. Can you link me to it? It shounds interesting.

It is a two-parter that didn't go to three as it should have...but...here you go...

Part 1 is at http://rabid1st.livejournal.com/127807.html

And Part 2 is at http://rabid1st.livejournal.com/199894.html

Congrats on writing again.

This is amazing. I watched The Parting of the Ways a few days ago, so finding this now is a real treat.

The counting is a great touch, and I absolutely love the winter/spring metaphor.

Thank you. It feels to me both an ending and a beginning, that moment when he takes the power out of her, so the winter/spring thing felt right for it.

Wow. Just wow. This rather took my breath away. This was completely lovely. It had a great rhythm and flow to it. Great to see you writing again!

LOvely!

Really beautiful.