fic: into a starry night (dw; wilf)

Posting this before I attempt to kick myself off the internet for the next 20 hours or so and get some sleep/actual work done. (Mostly because I've been working on this for far too long.)

title: Into a Starry Night
rating: G
word count: ~850
character(s): Wilfred Mott, Nancy.
summary: Wilf, during the Blitz.
notes: Meant to be set during 5x03: Victory of the Daleks (because let's face it: a cameo by bb!Wilf would've been brilliant), but there are actually no spoilers as such. There's a lot more to this story, somewhere, and it probably doesn't actually involve Wilf being an orphan, but I totally troped myself right through that, in part to preserve my sanity, because this wouldn't leave me alone in spite of exams. Most of my knowledge of the London Blitz is based on a vague remembrance of history courses, New!Who episodes, and Wikipedia, so… I did attempt to avoid going too in-depth, but if there's anything glaringly inaccurate , I blame Moffat, do feel free to point it out.

For such_heights & faeriemaiden, who are actually much less to blame for this than I am willing to admit. ♥

Title from A Song on the End of the World, by Czesław Miłosz.

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( [S]ometimes Wilf feels very, very old, like his soul got mixed up with someone else's and put into the wrong body. )

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