Dragons in DCRiver was sitting in her cell as usual, writing her latest encounter with the Doctor down in the diary when the phone in the hallway rang. Not another one, she thought. She remembered all too well the last time someone had called her by accident, trying to reach the Doctor - the whole gang had had to reboot the entire universe. Her guard picked up the receiver."Hello? Who's calling?" he asked. "I'm sorry, what? You want to talk to the doctor?"River jumped up and grabbed the bars of her cell in both hands. "Give it to me," she demanded urgently. The guard gave her a look that all-too-clearly said 'why should I', "Just give it to me! It's for me." The guard reluctantly passed her the phone."Yes? No, I'm not him....he must be busy...yes, I'm in contact with him....a Dragon in the Washington subway? What's the year?...2005? Got it...I'll pass the message along, yes." Doctor Song had a shocked look on her face when the caller hung up without another word. How rude! she thou
Stone HeartHarden my heart,turn it to stone.I don't need you now,I've been left alone.You did your part,you took me away.I don't need you now,so why won't memories fade?I thought I was smart,to have you around,but you've left me now,all we had buried in the ground.Harden my heart,turn it to stone.It's what I always do,I'm better off alone.