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great pairs of wings, and their lofty swirls in the air disorient me and I
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birds fall and float down into the canyon below my view,
and then they are down below my view and I am back in my body again, safe on the ground but unsafe and ready to stand but not ready.
I must go. I am not ready. I stand and look to my left and I see the gradual
decline of steps in the stone and the metal spike stuck deep in the ground
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The chain ends and I am back on the other side of Angel's Flight.

I sit down. Katryn walks toward me. -- How was it? she asks.

-- Great! I should've taken your camera. -- You could always go again. -- No, I'm beat.

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up and then we start hiking down. I am ready to be
in the cabin with Mischa. I have had enough heights for one day.
But the descent is enjoyable. We traverse back through the gorge and turn back out
onto the main trail that winds down the side of
the canyon. The sun is now behind the wall, shining onto the other side of the canyon but not on us.
As we hike I watch the line dividing shadow and light creep her away from us,
engulfing more of the canyon in shadow and shining more intensely on the other wall as if it is being torn away but
doesn't want to leave. When we approach the lowest part of the trail Katryn stops me and
points into the brush a few switches in the