Frozen

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The thing about being suspended in time. Being the timeless child ...you can't die. But you can still feel...pain. I huddle into my self pulling my cloak around me as the small room becomes colder. I bury my head into my knees and I look up at the light breathing out a steady stream of fire. And still I feel every moment every second the turn of the earth I can feel it...I sit back and I take out a book from my coat of many pockets. At least they allowed me a moment in my cell to collect myself they said. I chuckle to myself and lean back. Not knowing ...wanting to sleep...I open my eyes and pull my cloak around myself again. At least .. "at least the angel won't come here" I whisper to myself. It had visited me over the time I'd been at the institute but I always wore mirrored glasses or a watch or had some other surface to trick it with ...my fire is weaker now. Sleep...sleep sounds nice...no! Cant sleep no sleep sleep means ...no! Cant sleep no. I pitch myself trying to stay awake. More time passes and I take out my notebook and I begin to write strings of words in Gallifren ...the  room slowly becomes colder and then Amber's left heart stops and the other begins to slow the pencil falls from her hand and her head hits the cold metal floor....





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"Jack! Jack get down here! Jack you've got to see this!" The door opens slowly and a man enters a chamber that hasn't been opened in quite some time. He hesitates before he approaches what appears to be a frozen body. "Stop!" Jack rushes over to the girl that is nearly frozen and he takes her pulse. "Come on...come on..." "Jack there's no way- "she's alive!" "What?!" He picks her up and he says "get that notebook!" Before he rushes up the stairs.

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