#time smith

..Come and be my passion,

A lover’s symphony~

Fly to Me by Tim Smith 

Skonar for life bitches!!

A random series of bits and bytes ran down the hard line of the TARDIS's engines, being produced into a machine of great strength and fortitude. The Time Smiths that had produced that TARDIS looked feverishly at the sleek production, watching the fits and starts of an early time-space manipulator in birth throes. The roaring of twenty men rang through the air, and the Time Smiths, with the masks made of an ancient Gallifreyan metal, frittered amoungst themselves.

They whispered “Would it grow? Will it have a great timeline? Or will it rot in the Graveyard of Ephemera, as they all do, in one way or another?”

As they watched, at the end of the hall, a being made of Time, in her own way, walked through the doors. Her stance was of a goblin-knight, with eyes of pure anger. She wore a black hoodie, as a throwback to an older body, with a shock of a blonde hair across the top of her head. The Time Smiths stopped their mutterings, and looked at this Time Lord. The blank eyes of their masks hid their true expressions, but the way their bodies began to go rigid as they saw the approaching visitor perhaps betrayed an apprehension.

“Hello, renegade of the fourth age,” said one of the Smiths.

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