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A short poem of schoolboy.

Darkness filled the white corridors and heat accumulated in the far reaches of the shadows. Sound was almost completely nullified through the halls except for the distant footsteps and squeaking of rubber boots against the linoleum floor.

Schoolboy story about the weather and the nature.

The Tardis lands in the nineteenth century Germany and an encounter with a schoolboy changes the world.