Another odd impossibility. So, she stood however for the longest time until finally the darkness begun to recede a little and become dim grey. Soon her toes touched stable floor, but there was still no gentle, no wall to contact, no stars, very little to help her get her bearings. We - I - will conclude, and if the track is as sweet as ripe cherries there could be a faint want from us or other people that there be a minimal much more.