We've seen amazing sights, my thief and I.
New planets and solar systems and galaxies and even new universes. But nothing compares to our home. The beauty of Gallifrey is truly unbeatable.
It had hills of red grass and burnt orange skies lit by twin suns. The citadel encased in glass was breathtaking from a distance but even more stunning up close. The night sky was always so full, one could hardly tell the constellations apart.
I was grown there . I grew with my many sisters and longed to see the universe.
But now my home is destroyed and my sisters are dead.
Now that I've seen the universe and beyond, I miss my home. I miss my beautiful Gallifrey. I miss the sights and the skies that I could see from it's surface. And my thief misses it too.
How funny it is that we both longed to be free from it yet we wish it back now that it's gone. I suppose that everyone needs a home.
Mine is Gallifrey.