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Perhaps you are one of those who can believe. Perhaps I should show you. You are still climbing up, a mere ten feet from the entrance to my cave. I will not interrupt you, not suggest to your mind *that* handhold to the right is better than the one straight above. No, I will let you "discover" me.
You climb on. Eight feet to go. Three feet . . . one foot. You reach up, and the rock vanishes from beneath your outstreched fingers. You have slipped into the world I occupy, there is a break in the cliff-face now, where you believed there was none before. But you do not notice, so determined to climb, you pull yourself onto the unexpected ledge, and turn to reach for the wall, to go higher. Don't Turn and get chucked back into Mundanity |
