Heat in the Hands

A sudden warmth surged through my chest! For so long my arms remained locked motionless across my torso, rigid and still. Then, my right fingers stirred with vibrant strength. I unclasped my grip slightly and pressed my thumb firmly against the wrapped hilt of my sword. A crisp, satisfying tap echoed into the quiet space. My limbs answer my will, and life burns bright within my core! I set my stance, chest out, ready to face whatever awaits.