Returning to cross the chasm.

It stared pensively at the unusual surface of the shadowy, ambiguous barrier.  It was not something particularly ominous though it seemed to be quite mysterious indeed.  Was it something to be trusted?

Reaching forward with one hand it thought to give it a gentle touch.  Just the surface of it seemed like a good approach but as it came close to connection it found quite a surprising effect... the ground seemed to reach back!  Before contact was made it recoiled at the unexpected sight.  What was the meaning of this?

There was no harm taken and it thought to make another attempt.  This time, under the expectation of reciprocation, it reached forth its hand to inspect the surface of the place for which it had originally commenced.  The effect was the same as the hand was again extended in reply.  The result was entirely unexpected, however, as its hand simply plunged through the surface of the now rippling facade!  Catching a few brief glimpses of its own image among the ripples it came to realize the surface's newly recognized quality.  It was not the hand of someone else reaching back but its own hand reaching down into the reflective, softened pool.  It discovered the substance of liquid and was quite pleased to make its acquaintance.