An extremely late celebration of the ninth Doctor in the ninth month of the year of the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who.
Nine always was, and always will remain "my" Doctor. He was everything you would want in a time-travelling alien. He was danger and he was safety. He was magical and mysterious, he was funny and charming. He was as hard-hearted as he needed to be, but could be a massive softy too. He saw the potential in Rose and took her away to show it to herself. He could never keep himself out of trouble, he bluffed his way out of danger with a smile and a wave. He was always on the move. There was darkness in him that he didn’t want to confront, but eventually did. He danced, he rolled his eyes, he ran, and once, just once, everybody lived.
So Nine. This is for you. Thank you.
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