the feelz they seize me

The Doctor, badly injured and on the precipice of regenerating, calls out for ‘Clara’ with his last breaths. He doesn’t have a face to go with the name, or the faintest clue of what this ‘Clara’ person could possibly do for him at a time like this.

But the name forms naturally on his lips, and somewhere at the back of his dying mind he has the sense that this is the name he should call, that this has always been the name to call for when he is feeling afraid and lonely. And right now he is so scared, and so very, very alone.