@spacebluelily language
(and here is our starter! i now have realized i wrote perhaps too much but i needed a way to start the chaos hehe)
Everywhere she looked, there were miles and miles of green and lush forests. Rivers flowed here and there, and she watched as birds flew through the sky, and small animals scattered up the trees. This was a part of Arkannis Major that the Humans have yet to touch. Or perhaps it was Arkannis Major before the Humans colonized the planet. Rosie didn't quite know. Traveling through time was a big mess of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, as the Doctor had once explained it to her. She hadn't understood what they meant back then, but she did now. Rosalie sits outside the TARDIS as she watches the Doctor hold a beeping contraction and point it at their companion Catalina, who looks utterly confused. The Doctor shakes their head and walks down the hill, disappearing into the lush and dense forest. Catalina glances at Rosie before rushing after the Doctor. She was alone, left to look after the TARDIS while the Doctor and Cat went to…well, Rosie wasn't quite sure. All she knew was that Arkannis was definitely not the planet the Doctor had promised to take them to. "To Barcelona, they say. You'll love it, they say." Rosie mutters as she stands up, stretching her body. "And whaddya know, we end up on one of Earth's colonies." She rolls her eyes and huffs, mumbling to herself as she starts to walk around the surrounding area.
On one side was the forest that the Doctor had disappeared into, and on the other side, it was what interested her the most. To the left of where she was standing was a temple, hidden between large trees and overgrown shrubbery. It is one of those temples you would've seen all over Ancient Greece, created to worship a god, or perhaps multiple. It was, to what seemed to her, in good condition. A temple that was once visited by many but was now abandoned, left to rot away on an overgrown hill. It was kind of sad if one thought about it. She walks closer, fishes her phone out of her pocket, and starts taking photos of the temple as well as the fauna and flora. She wanted to show Cat and the Doctor what she had found. It was things like this that made her travels through time and space worth it. As she takes the final picture, she hears a voice.
"Let it out. Let it out."
Her finger hovers over a button on her phone, and her eyebrows furrow. The voice seemed to be coming from inside the temple. But she was sure that couldn't be right. There was no one around for miles on end. The Doctor had made sure of that. But perhaps, they had been wrong. Perhaps they had made a slight mistake. It wouldn't be the first time. She puts her phone away and listens as the mysterious voice repeats the words, and after a moment of hesitation, Rosie decides to enter the temple and see if anyone is inside. She steps onto the solid marble ground of the temple and her footsteps reverberate. "Hello? Is anyone here?" she mutters as her eyes glance around. She doesn't get a response. She walks deeper in, and she starts to realize that the voice is louder now.
"Let it out. Let it out. I need it out."
She follows the sound of the voice, passing the statue of an alien god, their hands outstretched as if they were holding something up, pottery and instruments, old paintings, and various other stuff. The deeper she goes, the louder the voice gets, and Rosalie finds that she can't stop walking. She continues walking until she finds herself in a dimly lit room, with only one artifact on display. One glowing artifact. A hundred voices are saying the same thing, "Let it out, let it out, let us out," and her hand reaches out to touch it as if she were in a trance, and when she does, the artifact glows so bright that it blinds her, and forces her to close her eyes. She hears the sound of something falling onto the ground, and breaking into little pieces. She no longer hears the voices, and when she finally opens her eyes once again, she is where she first started. Right outside the TARDIS. And where once stood a temple with its mysterious voices, now stood Cave Oleanders and Yellow Maple trees. She stares at the area where the temple was in complete disbelief, before rushing into the TARDIS.
And if Rosalie had stayed outside for a second longer, she would have seen the trees form into an archway, a gateway if you would, glowing the same color as the artifact in the temple had.
