Suddenly, the inside of the train was filled with white light.
They looked out to the Milky Way river.
Through the transparent water flowing silently, the river-bed looked so gorgeous as to be filled with diamond, dew on a leaf and everything magnificent and beautiful.
In the middle of the river, was an island with a round arch of dimly pale halo above it.
On the level top of the island, did stand a brilliant and amazing white Cross, quietly and eternally, surrounded by the golden aureole as majestic as if it had been cast from a frozen cloud in the Arctic.
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