I board the train bound for the other side of the island.

The track climbs, …

… crosses valleys …

… into rugged terrain, …

… overgrown with bushes.

The color of the vegetation shifts …

… until there is little Green left …

… with notable exceptions.

The train passes over a high plain …

… surrounded by mountains.

I feel the cold breath of a cloud as we literally pass through it.

A lake …

… adds color …

… but only for a moment.

We reach the Pass …

… and just behind the cloud I drift into another world.