You humans speak of the Fall as a terrifyingly quick event, as if we just fell from the sky at terminal velocity and crashed to the earth. But it wasn’t that sort of Fall. It was, rather, a descent, terrifyingly slow in our inability to turn back, stepping softly onto the ground at the end.
But one must think if we were able to climb down, then surely we can climb up again, slow and steady, step by step. Given enough time, maybe we could even reach the heavens from which we started. Maybe we can take back what’s ours.