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One very funny example that shows for how long Doctor Who has been running is that in The First Doctor story The Chase, The Beatles are shown as an example of modern music and has a gag about imagining that one day they will be considered "old music" but now in this year there will be a new Doctor Who episode where the plot is that The Doctor will meet the old historical band known as The Beatles.
Thinking about creating a story based on my two current interests: Witches and a sailing journey, however I have never fully finished a story before or planned one out so I guess I'm going to learn how to outline a story :)
Just a fun simple scene with a little more hinted at.
Chapter 1. Combat
Her foil rips through space on its path toward me, movements that I had drilled, trained and practiced many times over turn graceless and clumsy in the face of such a pointed offense,Just in time swords connect, pushing her off target. She gives me no time to riposte, we return to neutral, neither side advancing, behind the mesh my eyes dare not blink, begging for a hint as to what will happen next, she gives me nothing. I have been given a break, no longer acting purely on reflex, I can think I start to run through an attack pattern in my head, look for any hint as to what comes next. It's a mistake she sees my stance loosen, she is nothing if not a beast of prey and like a lioness from the grass she strikes. I hop back the distance giving me precious time which is used to barely beat back the assault yet she pushes again and harder this time. Every time I thought I felt her limit more came forth. New patterns, new angles that I can barely manage to beat away as I fall back further and further towards the line at the end of the piste.
Her cruelty burns through in these matches, every time she will find a new trick to pull it’s never just about winning for her, she already knows that she is better than me and everyone else she will meet so she delights in crafting stories out of these matches. This was the tale of the scruffy underdog who had worked so hard and made it to the big match, surprising everyone by pulling even with the undeniable queen, but her stories could only ever end one way. The way she was pressing forward no longer felt like just a match, if she could I have no doubt that she would trade that foil for a rapier and strike me in as many ways as she knew until she could watch me bleed to death just so she could know how I would die. A small break in pace and my eyes flicked down to the floor at the white line noting exactly where I am on the piste, it's no good I have few centimeters left to use and she is still coming. There is no way I can match her speed and power and I have nowhere to go. She knows and the predator makes ready for one last strike, lunging forward her blade connects with mine its a cross body parry from me i bring my sword from left to right trying to push her attack off target, she is too much her foil twists beating away my own and now i am open completely she can almost taste the victory, however the key difference between a predator as experienced as she and prey as meek as I is; for her this is just another meal no matter how appealing I may seem she has been well fed, for me however this is life and death the difference between what one will do to deliver the killing blow and what one must do to escape it cannot be underestimated. So with my head filled with fear and my blood filled with adrenaline all i can do is hope that i can move fast enough. I twist and lean back her foil grazes across my lame never catching hard enough to score, now I push forward finally forcing myself against the straight edge of her foil and down her arm bringing the tip of my own blade around. With her experience she must know what's coming so she continues forward but for once she isn't quick enough I bring my point further around i am facing her back now, I thrust forward pushing the tip of my foil hard into her back forcing her forward even further and just as she staggers over the line i hear the harsh sound of the buzzer.
I would love feedback and things to work on as well as places or directions it could go.
To be honest this is the first full chapter i have ever finished of something, i have written plenty before but i always get distracted.
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