"Fifty thousand? Even Cirdan isn't that old." Glorfindel's eyes had widened. "Your world is quite a bit older than mine, it seems. I'm only...4860, myself. Perhaps the story of how your sun was made has simply been forgotten, or no one thinks to ask because it's 'always been there'?"

"Then I will be happy to show you. I've only tried using it once myself, before we arrived at the last Train dock and picked up new passengers, but it wasn't that difficult."