Same Time Next Year

Two young men. The last of their kinds. Waiting. One for a love, the other for a friend. One ages, one doesn't. Neither quite human. Waiting. A friendship that lasts thousands of years. Two millennium dragging on. It is possible to subsist upon reminiscence for only so long. Yet neither Amelia Pond nor Arthur Pendragon shall rest alone. An ancient vow, two thousand times honored.