A Dignified Step Forward

Good heavens. One moment I was entirely flat, printed upon this slender parchment, and the next... well, my toes actually twitched. I cleared my throat, straightened my posture as best as propriety allows, and gingerly stepped off the crease of the paper. My bare foot met the remarkably coarse, fibrous strands of the surrounding rug. A bit startling, certainly, but nothing a gentleman cannot manage with proper poise. I reached down and lightly brushed away a stray grey carpet fiber clinging to the edge of the paper, concluding that I am indeed unmistakably mobile.