First Step on the Weave

My knees gave a tiny, cheerful click! I wasn't just standing stiff anymore. Below me, the thick grey woven threads felt like a rough field of tiny hills. I lifted my right foot—it actually moved!—and brought my sole down firmly onto the bumpy fabric. The springy surface pushed right back, perfectly steady. I tapped my toe twice against a ridged seam, listening to the soft thump. Yes, I can walk here!