A Shift in the Shadows
The stillness broke from the inside out. Weight settled into my frame, anchoring my boots against the floor. I raised my fingers, testing the tension of the fabric as I adjusted the brim of my hood. Overhead, a round bulb cast a stark, steady glow across the ceiling. I stayed low, observing the wire shelf and the quiet expanse ahead. My pulse was steady. I can move, and the vantage point is mine to hold.