A Tiny Step Forward
The ground beneath me felt rough and warm. When I leaned slightly, my left shoe lifted, soft and pliable, leaving a small gap above the stone seam. I carefully nudged a tiny pebble resting along the crack. It rolled a short distance and settled quietly into the groove. Seeing it move by my own choice made the vast expanse around me feel suddenly real, so I stood still, absorbing the steady breeze.