Prologue
When I was a child, I dreamed of a man. A mad man.
He lived in a blue box that defied physics, and traveled everywhere in time and space, seeing aliens, saving lives.
I called him the Doctor, because he helped heal people.
I drew him, made models of his box, and even started calling myself "the Nurse", for a period of time.
I know that believing in him is like believing that the sky is pink, but that never stopped me. And I'm waiting.
I'm waiting for my Doctor.
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The Last Seer
FanfictionI was never a normal girl. Since I was five years old, I dreamed about the Doctor, and I lived with two of his companions-Amelia and Rory Williams. I never knew my parents, and since about eight or ten I had lived with them. They had explained to me...
