Fic: Figure 8
Rating: All ages
Eight x Rose
Summary: Dimension hopping Rose encounters someone she didn’t expect
A/N: This is an expansion on this post. Thanks to tkross for asking if it would be expanded. I have never written anything more than a paragraph so I don’t judge me too harshly. All mistakes are still mine!
She spreads her arms to let the sensation carry through to her finger tips. A buzzing tingle that starts in her belly and spreads along her veins like wild fire. The crackle reminds her of carpet shocks; the smell of toasted marshmallows with a bit of ozone thrown in for good measure. It’s not entirely unpleasant, this ripping through the void, but it’s not about the act, it’s about the destination. So many are wrong, on so many levels and she starts to doubt she’ll every find the right time, the right universe. Every time she jumps she throws a dart into a vast emptiness hoping to hit a spec of dust. But those thoughts lead to a place she can’t go back to, a place of hopelessness. If there’s one thing she’s learned it’s there is, surprisingly, always hope; the one emotion she needs above all others.
reblogging because I posted so late last night and I made a few changes #my fic
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