http://10th-13thdoctor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] 10th-13thdoctor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] curious_cosmos 2015-09-13 06:39 pm (UTC)

The Doctor

"Hast o be a portal of some sort. Spacetime distortion, wormhole, gateway, temporal anomaly." He glanced momentarily at Evelyn, then turned to peer down the pathway by which they'd entered this realm, and saw a thin, blurred cloud through which a few bald cypress and a silver sliver of the river back in Wisteria were still visible. "And it looks like it's still open," he added, jerking his head towards it.

He turned back around and began sniffing the air. He'd already noticed back when they'd entered this forest that the atmosphere was much cleaner than Earth's, although it was of a very similar nitrogen-oxygen-argon blend. "Similar atmosphere to Earth..." he mumbled. "Feels somewhat humid. But without my TARDIS, I can't use her navigational instruments to find out exactly where we are..."

Suddenly, the voice of the legioned landscape filled his mind like a chorus of mutlicoloured light. Silly Time Lord. Why do you not just ask where you are? Then he heard it chuckle as the congregation of blue fireflies drifted towards them and stopped to form a swirling pattern: a flat, horizontal disc wider and more elliptical than the Milly Way, glowing more vividly blue on the outside...and some of the fireflights glowing faint purple and white on the inside of the disc. One tiny red dot sparkled in one of the middle rings of the formation.

The Doctor leaned in and peered at the red dot, and its location in the formation. Of course! His eyes grew wide and excited, and instantly he turned to gaze at Evelyn.

"We're in the Andromeda Galaxy," he breathed, then turned to gaze at the red dot in the formation and point to it. "On a yet to be named planet, orbiting that star."

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