In the valley before him lay an immense city. It was
completely made from metal and glass, shining in the harsh sun-light. Towers
and spires jutted up through buildings of geometric shapes: huge octagonal
edifices, mixed with domes and globes on incredibly thin supports. There seemed
to be no design to the city, nor streets or roads. There was no sign of
pedestrians or traffic of any kind. The only movement was from parts of some of
the structures, like immense vanes turning in the sunlight, or pistons
shuttling back and forth. The place was an amazing creation, the work of a
technology both superior to that of humans and at the same time immeasurably
different. It was like a demonstration model of an alien science.
‘And is that the Dalek city?’ he asked the Doctor.
Turning from his own survey of the structure, the Doctor
nodded. It had changed a great deal since he was last here, but it was
undeniably the same place. ‘Yes, it is.’
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