The Gallifreyan: The Dead Clachan

I decided to change the title of the story from 'Doctor Who' to 'The Gallifreyan.'
This is due to the dislike a lot of fans now seem to have for 'Dr Who' and I cant allow my work to be associated with the words 'Doctor' and 'Who'.

Marion and Aster find themselves on the outskirts of a small Scottish medieval village shadowed by the valleys heights. A dark thick forest walls the village in as the village residents tremble on the edge of a small lake where no man will venture and where no one will talk about those that go missing.

A note on my story about a Gallifreyan: I wanted to write a new type of story that we don't usually see or read about (not to my knowledge anyways) a Gallifreyan that isn't afraid and understands you and I also wanted to give him a personal name, Marion.
Marion is a Gallifreyan that lived Millions of years before the 'Doctor Who' you see on TV.

A note on Gallifrey: The Gallifrey in this story is lush and beautiful like a paradise, and very technologically advanced, not the broken one you see on the TV.
Gallifrey is in it's first Era. An Era could last millions of years.

If you notice any mistakes in the story please do point this out to me. I do value everyone's help.