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don’t stop 

What the fuck was he staring at?

There, near the opening of his burrow was a large blue box, just tall and wide enough for one person to fit in there and just stand. Near the top, there was a black sign with the words ‘POLICE BOX’ written in white.

The noise was what caught his attention. He’d easily navigated his way to the exit and peeked his head out the ground. He already felt uneasy about this.

How did this thing get here? And why?

As if to answer his question, he heard something akin to the sound of hinges creaking, what appeared to be a door swinging into view.

So it seemed he was staring out the back of it...

If anyone was looking for Jay, they would've found her on, chalk coating her hands like dirt, checking and double checking every sign, every sigil and mark she made. She was pacing like a madman, muttering to herself as she recited the spell. Jay had- if she was being honest, and she had to be, considering Earth's magic- no idea if it would even work. Oh, the runes made her heart break. Had this been made at her home, the chalk scratches on the old, faded court would have glowed with life, eager to fizzle in sync with each other as they guided her magic.

Eyes raked over the massive circle, the inscribed letters, and runes on the edges. It was better than perfect. It had to be, and it was the only reason Jay had spent more than ten minutes drawing it. Instead, it had taken her more than an hour to perfect something she had drawn and memorized to the point of muscle memory. Of course, the additional sigils and strings and circles that just emanated from it like a drawing of a solar system. 

She made a sound and then took her place. One last look with a critical eye and then her eyes shut, hands in front of her as familiar, cutting words slipped from her tongue. As the magic sluggishly moved, it brought a wave of homesickness with it. There was nothing else to do but to use it. Even with her eyes shut, she could see the surge of light, the almost unseen glow of earth magic, the budding glow of tension- She was so close/.