from the LOST OCEANS arcana
 
In the heart of an endless winter, a commanding “Atlantic” steam engine
charges forth with unwavering determination. 
It carries not just the passengers, but the weight of their dreams, the magic of their human spirit, on a journey towards self discovery.
 
The twilight  indigo fades into the  pale bright  yellow of a midnight sun. 
 somewhere between night and day,  between dream and reality .
 
As the locomotive plows through a  flurry of snowflakes, two monumental  
shapes flank its path. They mirror the journey, they reflect the choices made, they mark the inexorable passing of time.
 
I revamped this image from its earlier version by making it larger and more detailed. You can see the original version in the blog post. It is part of a series from 1998 titled "Lost Oceans" ("Océans Perdus"). 
 
https://www.jfpodevin.com/lost-ocean-ocean-perdu