A pool, here... liquid, wandering in and out between the closeness of the pillars... Heading towards it, this thing, different from the sameness of the surroundings, seemed to be level with the ground, with hardly any discernible edge. Pushing on his thinly stretched membrane, moving both to the pool edge, it touched the liquid first, which then, surprisingly, began to seep inside his protected space, wetting his bare feet - jumping back, not because it was unpleasant, but just as a primeval reaction to the unknown.
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