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Stark

StarkThe Doctor braced himself as the TARDIS shuddered to a stop. The landing drew Jack and Rose to the console room, evidence of their recent, good-natured argument still dusting their clothes.

Before the war had turned it into a desolate, denuded landscape, the planet had been a tourist hub. Now, all signs of habitation had been blasted into rubble, the population long since forgotten.

Jack clenched his teeth; it wasn't the first war zone he'd seen and he doubted be the last. He turned back to find Rose kneeling beside a small, green shoot, the Doctor's hand on her shoulder.

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dw100challenge #100: fresh start

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redwolf
3rd Jan, 2006 21:29 (UTC)
You're right, this got hacked quite significantly to meet the word limit. Don't know if I'm inclined to lengthen it at the moment, partly due to the lure of purple yarn.