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Prologue: The Letter
Clara sat in her room aboard the TARDIS and dipped her pen in ink. In her mind, she knew writing a letter to the Doctor’s former companion was silly, but something else urged her to go for it. She sighed, shifting a bit in her chair, and paused, wondering what to say.
Dear Mr. Williams, she wrote, tugging a bit on her dark curls. Now what? Then she had it.
My name is Clara Oswald. I’m in my late twenties and I am the Doctor’s new companion. I know it’s more than a bit of a long shot to write this letter, but the Doctor has told me a little about you and I wanted to know more. Is there any way you can meet me somewhere so we can become better acquainted? Please let me know as soon as you can.
Sincerely,
Clara
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Smiling slightly, Clara sealed the envelope and placed a few stamps in the corner, resolving to ask the Doctor for Mr. Williams’ address as soon as possible.
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