The Doctor entrusted me with your contact details, in the event of an emergency, and I fear one has now arisen. Assuming this letter will have reached you, as planned, on April 10th 2013, please find and light the enclosed candle. It will release a soporific which will induce a trance state, enabling direct communication across theyears. However, as I realise you have no reason to trust this letter, I have taken the liberty of embedding the same soporific into the fabric of the paper you are now holding. Speak soon!
“Well, how about that? I’m soufflé girl after all. If this works, get out of here as fast as you can. And spare me a thought now and then. In fact, you know what? Run. Run, you clever boy, and remember me.”
↳ Vastra and Jenny: … “Amore, / acceso di virtù, sempre altro accese…” (Dante Alighieri, Divina Commedia-Purgatorio, XXII, vv. 10-11)
When Deep Breath was first released I remember reading a lot of hate comments against the way in which Vastra treats Jenny. I had taken screenshots of those hate-comments but then decided that noone could answer them, and show she doesn’t hate/dominate/enslave/ridicule/or use Jenny as an object, better than Vastra herself. Many have forgotten “The Name of the Doctor” and the way Vastra cries for her loss twice. Or even “Deep Breath” ending when all seems to be lost and her first thought goes to the wellbeing of Jenny. So, I dedicate this post to all those who think they hate Vastra for the way she treats her wife, maybe you haven’t really understood this character or you don’t remember her many different sides.
“A horse and a man, above, below, One has a plan, but both must go. Mile after mile, above, Beneath, One has a smile, and one has teeth. Though the man above might say “hello,” Expect no love from the Beast Below”
“Demons run when a good man goes to war. Night will fall and drown the sun, When a good man goes to war. Friendship dies and true love lies, Night will fall and the dark will rise, When a good man goes to war”
“Tick, tock, goes the clock, and what things shall we see? Tick, tock, until the day, that thou shall marry me. Tick, tock, goes the clock, and all the years they fly. Tick, tock, and all too soon, you and I must die. Tick, tock, goes the clock, we laughed at fate and mourned her. Tick, tock, goes the clock, even for the Doc… Tick, tock, goes the clock, he cradled and he rocked her. Tick, tock, goes the clock, even for the Doctor”
“The trap is set. The Doctor’s friends Will travel where the Doctor ends His friends are lost forever more Unless he goes to Trenzalore This man must fall as all men must The fate of all is always dust The man who lies will lie no more When he lies at Trenzalore The girl who died, he tried to save She’ll die again inside his grave”
“And now its time for one last bow Like all your other selves Eleven’s hour is over now The clock is striking Twelve’s”