Amy and Rory. The Last Centurion and The Girl Who Waited. However dark it got, I’d turn around and there they’d be. If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.

You were the first. The first face this face saw. And you were seared onto my hearts, Amelia Pond. Always will be.

You know, it's the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events, war, politics, accidents in time. She's thrown out of the hex, or he's thrown into it. Since then they've been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn't a ghost story, it's a love story.

I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams.