Hello there! I know it's been a long, long time, but I have a drabble for you (100 words precisely) at last. If it's not to your liking, just shout and I shall write an epic (well, couple of thousand words, I reckon) plotty fic for you instead, if that's better. (:
Daydreams
When she was little, Tosh had always dreamed of saving the world. She’d fought evil villains and terrible monsters, always alone and unarmed except for her wits, courage, and ingenuity.
When she got older, and she tried to turn those dreams into reality, she fell flat on her face. For a while she didn’t even think the world was worth saving, let alone that she was the one to do it.
Torchwood showed her otherwise. And she fought evil villains and terrible monsters, armed with her wits, courage, and ingenuity – and, better yet, with her friends.
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Date: 2009-01-22 12:03 am (UTC)Daydreams
When she was little, Tosh had always dreamed of saving the world. She’d fought evil villains and terrible monsters, always alone and unarmed except for her wits, courage, and ingenuity.
When she got older, and she tried to turn those dreams into reality, she fell flat on her face. For a while she didn’t even think the world was worth saving, let alone that she was the one to do it.
Torchwood showed her otherwise. And she fought evil villains and terrible monsters, armed with her wits, courage, and ingenuity – and, better yet, with her friends.
Dreams can come true.