A Heavy Step

Stillness... broke. A deep hum stirred along my spine. I lifted my right foot, heavy and slow, planting it forward onto the printed pumpkin face below. The ground held firm. Beside me rose a massive, clear column of water. I turned my head, deliberate, and extended one clawed hand until it met the cold, curved glass. A faint tap echoed. I am solid. I am awake.