"...The sky's a burnt orange, with the Citadel enclosed in a mighty glass dome, shining under the twin suns. Beyond that, the mountains go on for ever: slopes of deep red grass, capped with snow..."

"...Oh, you should've seen it, that old planet. The second sun would rise in the south, and the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver, and when they caught the light every morning, it looked like a forest on fire. When the autumn came, the breeze would blow through the branches, like a song..."

"...It was beautiful. They used to call it the Shining World of the Seven Systems. And on the continent of Wild Endeavour, in the mountains of Solace and Solitude, there stood the Citadel of the Time Lords - the oldest and most mighty race in the universe. Looking down on the galaxies below. Sworn never to interfere. Only to watch. Children of Gallifrey..."