So we passed this dread portal, and then there lay before us--what?
Was it a land of life or a land of death?
Who could say?
It was evening when we passed through.

Night came on, and the darkness was illuminated by the fiery glow of the volcanic flames.

Worn out with fatigue, we fell asleep.

So the night passed, and the current bore us on until, at length, the morning came.

We awoke, and now, for the first time in many days, we saw the face of the sun.