We slide endlessly down the black sky, Jerome and I and the mired ship.

Against the far wall, narrow, white platforms with transparent back panels slid endlessly upward until the perspective shrank the shaft down to a pin-point.

The sea endlessly slides and fashions continents through contemplation and mirage.

Or, after Durnik the smith had proclaimed the ice safe, they would slide endlessly across the frozen pond that lay glittering frostily in a little dale just to the east of the farm buildings along the road to Upper Gralt.

Crystal-clear water flowed up from below through the base, spilling over the edges of the top in a perpetually renewed, glass-smooth cascade that rippled like a living creature as it slid endlessly into the gold and gem-ornamented catcher basin at the altar's foot.

"Agreed," they affirmed together, and walked away from the heart of the grotto, to where the cloaking shadows slid endlessly by.

And all up one side of the hole, the unbroken wall of the southern half of the Decoupler slid endlessly by.

I looked up, and the sun barely shone behind clouds that danced the dance of veils, sliding endlessly, never fully exposing what we longed to see.