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hinoneko:

what with all this flower crown business going on lately i felt it was important to unearth this actual line in an actual second doctor novel

[id: highlighted text reads, “He had contrived to fix a wreath of holly and mistletoe around his head and, as he skipped happily along the embankment, he looked for all the world like some ancient woodland spirit come to life.”  (After that- “He rubbed his numbed hands together and hummed to himself a little tunelessly.”) /end id]