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The Queen leads Johnny Smith through the forest of Milliways. And at some point . . .

. . . at some point, it is no longer the forest of Milliways, but a grove of unfamiliar and unearthly trees.

A horse, white as milk, unshod, with small silver bells all along its mane and bridle, is tethered there, calmly cropping grass.
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