The kids watched through the window as the sticky icky mud was left behind. The train rumbled and roared as it climbed and climbed. Magically their clothes became instantly clean. They giggled and laughed as the train steamed.
“I can’t wait to see the King,” Drake said, after they had been riding for a while. “Look the Land of Light is just ahead.
Uber said, “I’m excited too, but I hope the King is not too mad. I wasted lots of time making mud mounds. I’ve been kind of bad.”
The land of light grew brighter as they drew more near. They could hardly believe that everything was so beautiful, clean, and clear. The conductor let out a mighty blast from the train’s whistle. The gates of the Land of Light opened and the train shot through like a missle.