It was raining on the underside again. I looked up and
saw the underside of the continent above us. It was doing an imperfect job of
hiding the source of the rain, some dark clouds. I could see the precipitation we
were experiencing had begun as snow. It drifted slowly past the underside above
before melting and then plunging through the ether, ultimately landing on the
rocky mountain path we were traversing. The smooth rocks became slick, making
what would have been an easy walk potentially hazardous. The climb was neither
steep nor narrow, but over the side was infinity.
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