A rose on its own
Will die alone in the rain
Trod on by lovers
|"Les Mis" (c) Victor Hugo|
Eponine is referred to as "The Rose in Misery"
The Phantom's DomainMasks and red rosesThe Phantom's Domain by tanafeyroyale
Tied with black ribbons
Gilded mirrors with faux glass
Hiding passage ways
A rustle of a cape
Was that a laugh?
Is he watching?
Is it you imagination?
Letters signed O. G.
Demanding his way
Accidents – and divas
Threatened by his whims
Keep your hand at the level of your eye
Stay out of the fifth cellar
Avoid the lake beyond
The Opera Ghost does exist
Hindsight - Part 3The Doctor trudged back to his TARDIS, head hung. Sam was gone, taken by those creatures to live and die in the past. He'd try, of course, to find her. But the world was large and she could be anywhere and anytime.Hindsight - Part 3 by tanafeyroyale
He kicked the console. It wasn’t fair. Those damned Weeping Angels had to be stopped. And one day he’d do it. For Rory. And Amy. And Sam.
A flashing light caught his eye. The message he’d ignored earlier. Half-heartedly he pushed the flashing light.
Doctor it’s me… Sam.
I don’t know when or if you’ll get this, but if you do please don’t take me to cemetery. On November 23rd 2012 DO NOT take me with you. The Angels will take me and I’ll be sent away. Make me stay in the TARDIS. But if I don’t and I go with you just know that I’m alright.
If only he had listened to that message before they left. It had been a trigger of some sort, a message sent to warn him from the past but how?
Hindsight - part 2“Samantha?”Hindsight - part 2 by tanafeyroyale
“I’m sorry, what?” Sam looked up at her friend Anna.
“You were distracted again, my friend.”
“I’m sorry. I should go, I’m not good company.”
Her friend nodded sadly. “You’re thinking about that man again; the one you lost. Samantha, drawling on the past is not good.”
Or the future, as it would be. Sam thought. “I know, Anna. I’m trying. Excuse me.”
It had been two years and Sam was still trying to get used to her situation. She hadn’t understood it at all, which was ironic for someone who had spent months traveling in time with an alien. What she had figured out was that the creature – the Weeping Angel – had sent her into the past. She was in the 1920’s and had no way of getting back to the Doctor.
She had found work as a nanny, which had also given her a roof over her head while she earned money. And when she had enough she left America for
Hindsight - part 1The Doctor walked through the control room of the TARDIS as he pulled on his coat. He straightened his bowtie and sighed. “Sam, are you coming?”Hindsight - part 1 by tanafeyroyale
“One moment, Doctor,” came the woman’s voice.
The Doctor sighed and turned. A loud beeping made him jump. A light was blinking furiously on the console.
“What was that?” Sam, a pretty girl of about twenty-five, hurried into the room.
“Just a random alert,” the Doctor replied. He was restless to get going.
“’Should we be worried?” Sam asked. “What if someone’s in trouble?”
“It’s not a distress call,” the doctor assured her. He hurried her out the door. “More like an alarm clock. Or a phone message. Probably recorded myself a reminder to do something.”
“But this is more important.”
The Doctor nodded, glad she hadn’t made it a question. “I’ll check it when we get back.” He flipped a switch and
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