Immediate reaction to Children of Earth: Day Five. Gwen's point of view. Obvious spoilers. Abstract; but then most of my stuff generally is.
and there was evening and there was morning; the fifth day
If He Told You That Crap You Never Really Knew Him.
Debenhams. Master tailor, indeed.
Did you know, Jack? Did he mention the house of cards, the lies tumbling down only after he stopped holding them up?
He hid the glue well, though. A puff of air wouldn't knock down this tower.
But he's gone now. Two left, two green bottles hanging on the wall. You're made of diamond, full of poison but unbreakable. Scratch everything you touch, but nothing touches you. Me? I'm glass. We're all glass houses in Torchwood, grow what you like within but in the end someone is always throwing stones.
I carry infinitely more precious cargo, though. The Children of Earth, saved to the last. Except one. Your one.
But oh! Now you're running away. And you'll keep running, out to the stars, but where will you go? You have all the time in the world, Jack, a full Universe of forever. Time for you runs in fits and starts; you can travel to a place when we were together and laughing and us and be home in time for the funeral.
Won't you stay, Jack? Earth needs, Torchwood needs, I need you. Look at what we become. You tried to fix us once.
Won't you stay, Jack?
Will you stay?
I Can Run Forever.