A Slight Shift

The light through the curtain felt noticeably warm against my silhouette. When I flexed my gloved fingers, the fabric responded with a distinct, deliberate friction. Beside me sat an immense plush bear crowned with a festive red hat, perfectly still. I extended one arm and gently rested my fingertips against the soft white trim of its brim, testing the weight and quiet texture of this new reality before settling back into a composed, upright stance.