And with that the landscape framed in the doorway began to waver and dislimn.

The road was still there, white and purposeful, but the environs were changing....

She was puzzled, but with a pleasant confusion.

Her mind was not on the landscape, but on the people, for she was assured that others would soon appear on the enchanted stage.
He ran across the road, shouting with joy, a dog at his heels and a bow in his hand.

Before he disappeared she marked the ring, this time on his finger....