‘Goodness is not goodness that seeks advantage. Good is good in the final hour, in the deepest pit without hope, without witness, without reward. Virtue is only virtue in extremis. This is what he believes, and this is the reason above all that I love him, my husband, my madman in a box, my Doctor.’
Last month’s suggestion from my Patreon was Ten and Rose from a fanfic adventure and I chose this moment from an old abandoned fic The Mousetrap, combining one of my other paintings, Frozen Tears, and new work. I changed a few things from the fic, like the mirror was hung on the wall, but I like it better here, on the jump seat instead. I’m very happy with how it turned out!