Bk 3: Chap– 184 Harld(pt-1)

It is primarily pleasant weather around the tower; the Master would move around in his leisure to tend to his one love. The Master, as they call him, likes to grow the plants in the garden. It has been his obsession for years.

“What is the most interesting part of tending the garden, do you know?” The Master asked the Doctor behind him.

“Plants keep on growing even when they are cut off.” Doctor explained with his shivering lips.

There is fear in his eyes.

“I think there are too many branches cut off around us at this time.” The Master asked with one eyebrow arched as he glanced back at him.

“No matter how much I try to tend them to move in a certain direction, they move oppositely, resulting in death. Why do you think that happens?” The Master was still turned away from him, but his concentration was on the Doctor.

“I can not offer any excuses from my side, Master.” The Doctor kneeled, closing his eyes, waiting for any punishment that would be given to them.