The story
I once took a night train for twelve hours.
The train left at nine in the evening.
There were six beds in my compartment.
A family with two children had four of them.
The children were excited and did not want to sleep.
Their mother told them a story in a quiet voice.
After twenty minutes they were both asleep.
I could not sleep, so I looked out of the window.
The country was dark and there were very few lights.
At five in the morning the sky turned orange.
It was the most beautiful thing I saw that year.