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The direwolf still flies above our walls

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Layla || 20s || Huffleclaw || French || Multifandom || Currently obsessed with: River Song.
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The Girl in the Fireplace and the Girl in the Garden

“It is customary, I think, to have an imaginary friend only during one’s childhood. You are to be congratulated on your persistence.”

Two children, whose greatest fear has found its way to their bedroom. A mysterious man, who seems to know just what to do in such a grave danger and becomes the imaginary friend of an extraordinary girl. Almost by pure chance, a meeting years later – stolen kisses, the promise of travelling, and finally a letter. Two tales starting and finding their end, reflections of one another.  And it was worth it. Except they are not the same. It’s not the same woman, the same girl, the same story.

Reinette Poisson and Amelia Pond are not exact opposites of one another, but their paths are distinct. The mirror between them is a door to a different world. On the surface, it is easy to observe a fascination with similar themes and story elements. Under the surface, the result is a fascinating study in how different characters respond to parallel circumstances and similar events can be filled with different, contrasting meanings.

The girl in the fireplace has never been alone in her life. The girl in the garden waits, suitcase carried down from her room, from that big empty house, too big, really, with just her in it. And that is only the beginning.

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Can we take a moment to realise that up until this scene, he had still seen Amy as a child? His little Amelia, who never grew up and never grew old. The Doctor didn’t just destroy her dream that night, but his own. He wouldn’t be able to travel with her forever.

Source: ourswansong
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Favorite episode - The Eleventh Hour

Dear Santa, Thank you for the dolls and pencils and the fish. It’s Easter now, so I hope I didn’t wake you. But honest, it is an emergency. There’s a crack in my wall. Aunt Sharon says it’s just an ordinary crack but I know it’s not. Because at night there’s voices. So please, please could you send someone to fix it. Or a policeman… or… [hears the TARDIS crashing in the backyard.] Back in a moment. [Looks out the window.] Thank you Santa.

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