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...
There are nights on Gallifrey when the air feels thin, as though time is trembling beneath its own weight. Vorlaxion knew...
The city has been restless today. Not in any alarming way, but more like a world stretching after a long sleep, aware of...
For generations, the looms defined life on Gallifrey. Even in Vorlaxion, when the citadel first stirred to life, their hum...
The city had stood silent for centuries. Its spires rose in impossible loops, roads ended in sudden nothingness, and...
