A Grand Awakening

A sudden rush of warmth filled my core, and with a glorious whoosh, I felt every fiber of my robe swell to life! I raised my pale hand into the air with dramatic flair—behold, I can move! Glancing down, I noticed a deflated white ghost sheet resting quietly across the dark green carpet. Leaning forward with a welcoming flourish, my sleeve rustled as my outstretched fingertips gently brushed the silky folds of fabric, as if inviting a fellow performer to take the stage.