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the freedom built by stars by leiascully (Teen)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Eleventh Doctor/River
Length: 17,112
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
leiascully
Author Website: Fic index on LJ, Fic index on DW, on AO3
Why this must be read: I hate to rec two River fics in a row, but this is an absolutely brilliant character study of River that gives you peeks of her life away from the Doctor.
The Earthlight gleams on the spines of the books. The library at Luna University is grand, arches beyond arches packed with volumes of history and ancient tomes, archaic stories too old to have been preserved as digital media. There are copies uploaded of most of them now, of course, but she prefers the actual books. When she loses herself, the books are still there.
River spends a lot of time in the library. It's quite homey, compared to so many of the places she's known. The books are marshaled rank on rank like good little soldiers. She likes to feel small in the midst of all these shelves that lie above and before her. She has spent far too long as the most important thing, the turning point, the loaded gun. The children's home was her realm, ruled by her whim, and to an extent, so was Leadworth. It's good to be somewhere that has been here before her and will be here after she is gone, with barely a murmur to mark her presence, or a mark in the dust.
the freedom built by stars
Pairing: Eleventh Doctor/River
Length: 17,112
Author on LJ:
leiascullyAuthor Website: Fic index on LJ, Fic index on DW, on AO3
Why this must be read: I hate to rec two River fics in a row, but this is an absolutely brilliant character study of River that gives you peeks of her life away from the Doctor.
The Earthlight gleams on the spines of the books. The library at Luna University is grand, arches beyond arches packed with volumes of history and ancient tomes, archaic stories too old to have been preserved as digital media. There are copies uploaded of most of them now, of course, but she prefers the actual books. When she loses herself, the books are still there.
River spends a lot of time in the library. It's quite homey, compared to so many of the places she's known. The books are marshaled rank on rank like good little soldiers. She likes to feel small in the midst of all these shelves that lie above and before her. She has spent far too long as the most important thing, the turning point, the loaded gun. The children's home was her realm, ruled by her whim, and to an extent, so was Leadworth. It's good to be somewhere that has been here before her and will be here after she is gone, with barely a murmur to mark her presence, or a mark in the dust.
the freedom built by stars