A Polished Awakening

A warm shimmer hummed through my glittered frame, and with a quiet breath, I found I could move. The cool ceramic floor beneath me felt delightfully smooth. Resting at the edge of this charming assembly of companions, I leaned forward with effortless poise and tapped my beak against the quiet white duck beside me. It stayed still, yet that simple touch confirmed my lovely new reality: I am awake, wonderfully composed, and ready for whatever elegance this day brings.