Bad Wolf, Bad Wolf, what do you see?
I see a time traveler looking at me.
Bad Wolf, Bad Wolf, what will you tell?
I will tell you the story of how the silence fell.
Bad Wold, Bad Wolf, what do you know?
I know much more than I will ever show.
Bad Wolf, Bad Wolf, will you ever stay away?
No even if you travel very far away.
Bad Wolf, Bad Wolf, are you really bad?
I never harmed anyone, no I never had.
Bad Wolf, Bad Wolf, will the Doctor find true love?
He should look to the running river, or the song of the dove.
My first try at forced-perspective and my first scene based off of a piece of art. This scene was based off a wonderfully done piece of work by Mr. Timothy Doyle! Here's his picture: sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/17483_612313638784553...
The poem is off of Tumblr.