I don’t want Eleven to see Clara and regenerate. I want Amy there, as a dream, a hallucination, whatever; I want Amy there and just go ‘Hey Raggedy Man’. She was his first face Eleven ever saw, and I want her to be the last face he ever sees.
Remember the time I accidentally predicted the Christmas special
"i wish i was born in the 90s" says the young girl. suddenly, her surroundings change- french flags fly above and around her, crowds are cheering. it is france, 1793. the king is dead. long live the revolution.