‘On the gravel. Walk on the mud instead.’The Doctor looked at her as if she were mad. ‘But then my boots would get filthy,’ he said. ‘It’ll get all over the TARDIS. Who’s going to clear it up? You?’Cinder rolled her eyes. ‘Yes, if I must. Just do it. It’s better to have muddy boots than to be lying in a ditch with a hole in your chest. We’re nearly there. The place will be swarming with Daleks.’The Doctor tutted dramatically, but did as she said and stepped up onto the verge, abandoning the gravel path.They were standing on the outskirts of Andor, just beyond the boundary of the city walls. The walls themselves had been largely torn down during the years of Dalek occupation, and now formed heaps of rubble and broken slabs. It looked disturbingly like a painting she’d seen as a child in one of her picture books, of a citadel from old Earth, sitting on a craggy outcrop above the ocean.The net result was that any approach to the city would prove hazardous and, more troubling, exposed.It was clear to see that Andor had once been spectacular, a jewel at the heart of the colony.
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