These were of pure white; and what a beautiful sight Tina saw as they went in, and the gates rolled together.
Stretching to one side was a wide sea, as blue as blue could be, the shores stretching out of sight. Great rocks towered up all around.
On the other side rose up a gleaming palace. The doors were hung with purple and rose color, and, as the curtains swayed, you caught sight of the dazzling splendor inside.
Over the palace a rainbow arched and dipped down into the sea, where little white ships were sailing about.
Fleecy took Tina to the shore of the sea, and she saw on the rocks several children looking out on the water.
“What are they there for?” asked Tina.
“They are stars,” said Fleecy, “and they are waiting till it is time for them to come out.”
“They don’t look like stars,” said Tina. “They just look like any children. I thought stars must be very beautiful.”
“Some of them are,” said Fleecy, “but these are quite ordinary. Those that attend the moon are very beautiful.”