For a moment he couldn't move - his feet seemed to grow heavy.

At these words, my feet seemed to feel firm ground.

My feet seemed to take me there all on their own.

It wasn't going well; his foot just didn't seem to be working right.

His feet didn't seem to be touching the ground at all.

And her feet always seemed to find the right place to step.

And others' feet still seemed but strangers in my way.

Her feet seemed to touch the floor only every third or fourth step.

His feet seemed to find them automatically, with no effort from him.

His feet didn't seem to touch the ground all the way back to the city.