A Gentle Spark

The quiet of the night settled softly all around. Leaning against the patterned cushion, I felt a faint warmth awaken in my chest. Gently, I lifted my arm and touched the small pendant of my necklace. It chimed with the faintest golden chime, perfectly still and yet suddenly filled with life. With a quiet breath, I pressed my fingers against the soft fabric of the pillow behind me, finding steady comfort in the stillness.