On second thoughts
... it rather looks like Gallifrey, without the dome.
Orange skies... 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...
Ooh, I have chills *shivers*
Orange skies... 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...
Ooh, I have chills *shivers*