My third drabble for Challenge 405: Remorse at tw100. Another sad one, sorry =(
Summary: Tosh regrets not finding a way to save Tommyâs life.
Spoilers: To The Last Man.
Tosh leant against the railings, drizzling rain and salt spray from the sea mingling with her tears of remorse. Tommy was gone; not just sent back to his own time but really and truly gone, dead for almost a century, executed for cowardice.
It was so unfair, he was one of the bravest people she’d ever known, he’d sacrificed everything to save the future, only to die. He didn’t deserve that
She’d wanted to warn him, but it wouldn’t have done any good, he wouldn’t have remembered anyway. She knew she’d always regret not being able to save his life.
The End
It was so unfair, he was one of the bravest people she’d ever known, he’d sacrificed everything to save the future, only to die. He didn’t deserve that
She’d wanted to warn him, but it wouldn’t have done any good, he wouldn’t have remembered anyway. She knew she’d always regret not being able to save his life.
The End