Bu betimleme kaçıncı seviye?
Akrabalarımı doğradıkları şüphe götürmeyen iblisler, beni öldü sanıp bırakmışlardı ama ceset teknemle dönmüştüm. Geride bıraktıklarını sandıkları bir dehşettim. Dalgalarla eve dönen bir intikam hayaletiydim.
Nasıl bir işkenceydi bu? Sanki denizin üstünde,dibine, muhtaç olduğum hiçliğe batamayan ölümcül bir Mesih gibi durdum.
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Gerçekten hayat cehennemdir ve tek kurtuluşumuz ölümün kaba elleridir.
"Memories flooded into the Doctor's mind. Memories of his childhood, of his mother smiling, of his father holding him up to see the stars. Memories of school, of the Academy, of playin truant to drink with the Shobogans, to visit an old hermit who lived high on a misty mountain. Memories of public life and of rising high in the ranks of the Time Lords.
Suddenly he was in the Council Chamber on Gallifrey, wearing the high-collared orange and scarlet robes of the Prydonian Chapter, his voice raised in anger against his fellow council members.
He was striding down the long marble corridors of the Capitol, still seething with anger. He stood in a vault, deep beneath the Capitol, opening the door of an obsolete, erratically functioning Type Forty TARDIS. He heard the voice of a young girl: "Grandfather, wait - I'm coming with you..."
Chapter Seventy-Eight - Hardin
"If you didn’t have anything to hide, you wouldn’t have lied.”
Gallery Books - kindle
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