our greatest blessings come to us by way of madness Phaedr. 244a

2012/12/25

hello, old friend

AFTERWORD by Amelia Williams
Hello, old friend. 
And here we are, you and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone, so know that we lived well and we're very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you. Always. 
Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think once we're gone you won't be coming back here for a while and you might be alone, which you should never be. 
Don't be alone, Doctor. 
And do one more thing for me: there's a little girl waiting in a garden. She's going to wait a long while, so she's going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she's patient, the days are coming that she'll never forget. 
Tell her she'll go to see and fight pirates. She'll fall in love with a man who waited two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived. And save a whale in outer space. 
Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. 
And this is how it ends.

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