29 April 2010. Sky, sun, snow and the fabulous granite of Mont Blanc: Vanessa is happy to be climbing, she feels alive more than ever. Then, an instant, a blow on the rock, searing pain, nothing: Vanessa can no longer feel her legs. Paraplegic. She, who lived for movement, who had successfully climbed the prohibitive Manitua on the north face of the Grandes Jorasses in winter, the first woman to do so, in a five-day feat, now had to turn a new leaf, think everything again: recover and continue living, in a different way. Continue, yes: carry on in spite of everything, without stopping, without shackling her dreams. Does it take more courage than climbing the Eiger? Maybe it’s more fatiguing. But in the end Vanessa came through and now, after that day of joy and drama, she still lives for movement: in the air, on and in water, on land and snow.