Stars
The sky was one of Gallifrey's most beautiful qualities. During the day, the orange cast a lovely taint on everything, making the silver leaves in the ancient forests look like fire, bright and glorious. The twin suns, their crowns of the most golden yellow, lit up the clouds in the mornings and afternoons, creating ruby streaks that ripped through them.
But to a pair of young Time Lords, of the fresh age of eighty-five, the best part was the night.
From their view on the top of a hill, their favorite spot, they could see billons of stars, some tiny white specks, others vast orbs. If they looked close enough, they could see the clouds of red, blue, and purple dust, the nebulas of the universe swarming around in the blackness.
They were lying on their backs in opposite diections, their heads touching.
"Look at that one, Kos" Theta enthusiastically chimed, pointing to a bright sphere flickering in the distance.
"Is that blue or green?" Koschei wondered.
"I think its green… I could be wrong."
"No, I think you're right… no, wait… I don't know."
"Maybe its aqua…"
"Or turqouise…"