A Gentle Spark
A warm tingle suddenly rushed through my fingertips, and I found I could actually move my head. I looked down at the tiny translucent sea wave curled behind my feet and reached out to tap the water crest. It wasn't cold wet brine, but smooth, solid resin. Giving it a playful little pat, I shifted my weight forward onto the sandy base, smiling softly as my balance settled.
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