She puts one foot in front of the other. Making sure her right heel touches her left toe. Her hands reach out on either side. This doesn't help her much, but she sees other people often do this, so she follows accordingly without second thought. Left, Right, Left, Right, Le...she stumbles. She teeters from side to side until she is able to regain her center. She wonders how long it will be until she finally falls. She has been walking for days now. Walking on the ledge, one foot after the other. Occasionally she will pause and strain to see what lies beneath her, what waits for her, but it is so hard to see. She wonders which way she will fall. She wonders if it even matters, if it will even make a difference. She dances.