Each foot was gained with painstaking caution while the wind roared and the rain whipped.
Birds screamed, circled, lived lives in the world’s rafters.
Sleep, who remembered it? What was it like to live back in that dreamlike horizontal world?
Minds like manacles clamped to the only thing left.
Up.
Sunset made the universe a void, directions meaningless.
Yet when the moon rose to reveal half the world stretching away beneath, the whole star-filled sky billowing above, there was only one way to continue.
Up.