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[amicustenebris]

"And there was none in that one, save what was brought in from outside. But I'm willing to bet there was some overlap of similar things."

[familyalien]

"I'm sure 98 % of our worlds is over-lapped. Probably still have technology despite being so isolated."

[amicustenebris]

Gold takes a sip of his tea. "I can't say whether that is correct or not. But I do know more than one dreamer here is at the very least a story there. Even me. Not always correct. But that's the nature of the beast."

[familyalien]

"That is the nature of the beast. What other things do you think are similar between our worlds? For instance, did the Battle of Waterloo happen in your universe?"

[amicustenebris]

"The event and the earworm that took inspiration from it," he replies somewhat dryly.

[familyalien]

"Okay so you have a Napoleon in your world, anything you're wondering if it overlaps in mine?"

[amicustenebris]

"To be honest, I was mostly being polite; I was not venturing out enough to have the widest picture of that world in particular. Just what the memories of a person that does not exist tell me is so." He at least has the presence of mind to understand that isn't the kindest of answers. "There might be occasion to see more of it someday." Belle would want to. Henry would. ...If all turns out well, perhaps Neal will. "And I suppose then I will need to decide where to begin."

[familyalien]

"Well, you know where to find me if you ever figure out where to begin."

[amicustenebris]

"You travel to go. What do you look for first, when there isn't a direct goal in a new world?"

[familyalien]

"There isn't an direct goal. Just where I end up in my Tardis. Sometimes I take my companion someplace they want to go."

[amicustenebris]

"So what are you looking for in those cases? What's likely to catch your eye?"

[familyalien]

"Let me be clear. My adventures are on random. I happen somewhere like The Rings of Akhaten. So many shops!"

The Doctor ends with an enthusiastic state and then simply states, "I do love shops."

"Sometimes my companion wants to see something like meeting Charles Dickens. Blimey such a wonderful man."

[amicustenebris]

"So the people you are with might give you a direction." That sounds relatable. "...I suppose there are one or two people that might be that way for me."

[familyalien]

"Yes, and sometimes they just go along for the ride with me. Good. Glad to hear that and likewise most of them are just around for the ride."

[amicustenebris]

"We are very different." It seems the only thing that can be said to that. As impossible as the Doctor finds magic, so too does Gold find the idea of doing anything without an end goal.

[familyalien]

"Is there anything you can tell me how your world's magic works?" The Doctor asks curiously

[amicustenebris]

"In any world with magic, the rule is universal: There's a price. The way payment is taken may differ in some way." But it could also differ in lots of ways in just one world. "You are paying for changing something fundamental about reality. It's like throwing stones in a pond. It creates ripples, and no matter how big or small, the entire pond is going to shift to make room for this new change as it settles in the bottom. Might be tiny, impossible for most to perceive. But then you might have just thrown in a boulder. Big splash. Bigger ripples. And that water's got to go somewhere, now that something else is taking up the space it used to occupy."

[familyalien]

"The way you describe magic sounds like time and needing to understand thar's trade off..."
A short pause, "Sorry. That's sorta my area of expertise."

[amicustenebris]

An internal twitch. If that is the case, then he might as well make things plain or it's liable to keep sneaking up. "I'm guessing time travel is a more achievable thing where you are from. It's nigh undoable in my corner, about as forbidden or impossible a magic as resurrection. But that does not stop desperate people from trying. If I had to guess?" He taps his temple again. "Universes where one is common might be those where the other is less so. There are people who can see threads of fate where I come from. Time as it flows, will flow, can flow. Might not always translate the most clearly, but that is the limitation of the mind. Perhaps you either get a free vantage to look, or you move within it with greater ease. One or the other."

[familyalien]

The Doctor is quiet and waits for Gold to finish, "My people invented time travel... And you're right. I can see the threads of fate, usually, anyways. What should be, what could be and what should not be, it's the burden of my people."

[amicustenebris]

"It's a rare person that gets the gift and stays around for very long after of their own volition." That girl with the firey hair hadn't been unique in that respect. She saw her end coming and embraced it with a kind of desperation that took him a very long time to understand.

But then, so had Zoso, and both her comprehended a great deal better after Zelena had hold of the dagger.

Seers don't live long. Neither do Dark Ones after they've been captured apparently. If their keepers do not put them down to assume the mantle and power themselves, then -- well. There certainly is that desire to find someone who will.

Gold shakes his head, affords himself another sip of tea. "So I suppose it is safe to say it is a burden among mine as well, the ones that have it."

[familyalien]

Even in The Doctor's world there are humans who have been given high enough telepathically 'to see'. He simply gives a slight head nod in he understands.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." The Doctor reaches one hand towards Gold. He wants to hug him because this is someone else who is tormented with knowing and it's rare to find those sorts even in the multiverse.

[amicustenebris]

Gold doesn't appear to know how to take the gesture. He goes stock still and watches him, but otherwise does not move toward or away. No idea what that was.

"I don't have the gift myself anymore, but I did."

[familyalien]

"Nor do I. Feels a bit like something is missing here."

[amicustenebris]

"It takes getting used to. Not having a fixed point to follow anymore." Having a long-term goal to work toward. Something that was always in front of him. Maybe coming back wouldn't have been so difficult, if it didn't feel like those fixed points were rapidly disappearing.