The fiery waves of light parted on either side of the spot where I with my companions rested; and a Figure,--majestic, unutterably grand and beautiful,--approached me.

At the same moment a number of other faces and forms shone hoveringly out of the Ring; one I noticed like an exquisitely lovely woman, with floating hair and clear, earnest, unfathomable eyes.

Azul and the Angel sank reverently down and drooped their radiant heads like flowers in hot sunshine.

I alone, daringly, yet with inexpressible affection welling up within me, watched with unshrinking gaze the swift advance of that supreme Figure, upon whose broad brows rested the faint semblance of a Crown of Thorns.
A voice penetratingly sweet addressed me: "Mortal from the Star I saved from ruin, because thou hast desired Me, I come! Even as thy former unbelief, shall be now thy faith.

Because thou lovest Me, I am with thee.