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Doctor Who: The Only Water in the Forest

River Song has left the Library. River Song has been saved.

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Doctor Who: The Only Water In the Forest is available to read on ArchiveOfOurOwn.org

About This Story

It’s a new Doctor, a new River, and no spoilers.

This 2017-era Doctor Who fanfiction is set post-canon of the main Doctor Who TV show. At the time, I had sort of envisioned this as how I might pilot a season of the show with River Song as a companion, and exploring the kind of stories that could be told with a regenerating Time Lord companion who is NOT rooted in 21st century Earth.

Harbor Justice

It’s a cold night on the hard, unforgiving streets of Terinu, and nobody seems to realize it’s a holy day.

Harbor Justice was first written in December 2014.

Dit could see the wisps of his breath in the white glow of the Harbor Bridge’s glyphlamps. Mother had probably let the boys build too big a fire while she set out preparations at home. Hopefully the house still stood. Maybe one day he could get one of those glyphstoves like Varino’s had, then he wouldn’t have to worry so much when he was gone. He took a deep breath, and sighed while looking down the canal to the black harbor beyond. If he buttoned up his worn brown coat, he could enjoy the quiet a few moments longer.

Decemilia Verba

The cover of Decemilia’s e-book release, available as a gift for joining my newsletter

Ten thousand magical words are a listening experience unlike any other, if you can recite them perfectly. One of the only men who can is in the city for just one night, for just one performance that cannot be missed.

This award-winning novella is a story of magic, music, and the power of what words mean to each of us.

Sunbuilders

Far away, at the edge of space and the end of time is the world of Rhial, one of the last vestiges of terrestrial life anywhere in the dark, star-less universe. It is a cold, harsh world, where person’s worth is measured in heat. While the world’s leaders know full well they live on borrowed time as the universe spins down, and are determined to eek out what living they can until then, many of traders and explorers who wander the ice insist the stars will return.*