There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea's asleep and the rivers dream. People made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger. Somewhere there's injustice, and somewhere else, the tea is getting cold. Come on, Ace, we've got work to do. -- The Doctor, Doctor Who: Survival
A Mind Occasionally Voyaging

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