The Loom’s Answer
The day began with a risk none of us wanted to take, but all of us understood. With the rogue black TARDIS still refusing...
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The Sigils Shift
What began as a routine alert quickly escalated into one of the most unsettling developments Vorlaxion has faced yet. An...
Whispers in the Repair Bay
Today the Citadel stirred with the kind of tension that hums beneath the skin - an uneasy chorus of raised pods, anxious...
The Beacon Below
Something stirred beneath the skin of Vorlaxion this morning - quiet, cautious, almost shy. A low-frequency hum drifted...
Arrival of a Lost TARDIS
There are nights on Gallifrey when the air feels thin, as though time is trembling beneath its own weight. Vorlaxion knew...
Subtle Shifts in the Citadel
The city has been restless today. Not in any alarming way, but more like a world stretching after a long sleep, aware of...
The First Heartbeat
For generations, the looms defined life on Gallifrey. Even in Vorlaxion, when the citadel first stirred to life, their hum...
Vorlaxion Awakens: The First Steps
The city had stood silent for centuries. Its spires rose in impossible loops, roads ended in sudden nothingness, and...