A Gentle Wobble

Everything was still beneath the quiet night sky until a soft hum stirred deep inside me. I blinked my stalk eyes, adjusting to the darkness, and cautiously shifted my weight from one foot to the other. I wobbled forward across the blue deck, listening to the small taps of my feet. Reaching out, my little hand touched the smooth yellow railing. The solid surface felt real and cool against me, and I rested there, happily gazing out into the wide open air.