A series of short, wintery one-shots, centered on the merry band of five: Will, Roland, Wat, Geoff, and Kate.
There could be no doubt; this storm was simply incredible. It seemed to ignite some feral passion deep within him, a passion that set his heart and pen alight...
Clearly aware of her situation, Kate lies awake at night reflecting on what her love's destined to.
The mind of a young William Thatcher is made a buzz by a queer sound in the dead of a forest. But what are he, Wat and Roland to make of this strange man calling himself a Doctor and his fiery companion?
16/?: This is the sixteenth story in my Z.F.C. (Zero's Fanfiction Collection) Each story will be posted separately and in their own category. Ratings are separate and details are posted within the story. Thank you.
Yes, he had changed his stars. But at heart, he would never be anything but Will, the thatcher's son...
It knows, deep in its non-mind, that its man has magic hands. They are so beautiful, his hands: so long and slender and pale, and they give it fire every night, and they do not let it die...