Intermediate Plateau

I secured the free end of the waxed line around the heavy brass scale on the desk, verifying the anchor under full mechanical tension. Zero slippage. Backing over the beveled oak lip, I metered my descent through my right claw clamp while using my golden pick to guide my frame clear of the vertical timber. A steady, calculated slide brought my boots down onto the cane seat below. The interlocking hexagonal reeds yielded half a millimeter before stiffening into solid support. I drove my pick between two taut strands to arrest all lateral movement. Five spans cleared. Position established for the night.