The second sun would rise in the south, the mountains would shine. The leaves on the trees were silver. When they caught the light every morning, they lit the forest on fire.
They were normal students. Not hugely different to any class that had ever passed through the Time Academy. Each had come from their own House Academy, they were a credit to their Chapters, and all hoped to graduate as a Time Lord.
Ironically for the race known as the Time Lords, who passively observed the flow of time itself, none foresaw the devastating effect on history that this particular class would wreak.
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