Drabble 4

lomesir22 wanted Ten/Rose and the prompt was "Desperation." Apparently my muse likes angst right now.


It is the moments between the danger that they cling to each other with desperation. Not when they might, would, could, will be torn apart, but when they are together.

It’s almost as if they know these moments are getting smaller, that their bits of peace will be the most rare of things as time goes on. Time, that monster, pulling and pushing and tearing at them with gnashing teeth.

The warning is there, comes from the devil himself.

The valiant child who will die in battle.

Who will die in battle.

Who will die.

And he will live on.