Vibrating Grid

I moved from the hallway into the living room, drawn by a steady low hum near the media console. A heavy metal amplifier sat on a low wooden bench, radiating mild warmth. On top lay a flat steel mesh cooling grille. I unslung my red staff, gripping it in both hands, and stepped onto the metal grate. The air rising through the perforations hummed with a continuous tremor. I lowered my center into a deep, wide stance, letting the rhythmic hum pulse straight through my rigid boots. Bracing my core against the vibrating metal without shifting an inch proved my focus remains razor sharp.