While revising an older story, I came upon this sentence:
Some time later she was trotting through shallow, dirty, stinking water reaching up to her tighs and wondered through how many sewer systems she had wandered in her life.
Never mind that the sentence is clunky as hell, how can thigh high water possibly be shallow? Unless the inhabitants of Rothea III have a very different definition of “shallow” than we do.
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Also, you don’t “trot” through water no matter how shallow it is (unless it’s just the damp overlay you get at the edge of a beach).
Yes, that too.