A Soft Awakening

I opened my eyes to the quiet stillness around me, lying on a sea of softly blended threads. A light warmth stirred within my hands. Curiously, I curled my fingers and brushed the gentle carpet fibers beside me, feeling their plush texture bend beneath my touch. With quiet wonder, I pressed my palm down and gently propped myself up, pausing to take in the calm expanse of the room.