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They moved at a steady pace.

“Fan. Tastic. I’d forgotten what walking is.”

“Careful going down. The balance shifts.”

“Ian. It feels as though…”

She stopped and looked up and around.

“As though?”

“As though there’s no difference.”

“Between what?”

“Anything. There’s no difference. I can’t tell which is the valley and which is me.”

“I can,” he said. “My feet are my feet. And that water we’ve gone through is that water. Water does not have feet.”

“What’s the difference between your feet and the water?”

“My feet are dry. Water is wet.”

“Wiggle your toes.”

“So?”

“You are wiggling the valley and the valley is wiggling you. Third Law of Motion.”

—Alan Garner, Thursbitch(2003)