Testing the Ground

Standing straight on the carpet, everything was quiet. I took a slow breath and paused, checking the space around me. My clenched hands unclenched with a subtle click in my wrists. I lifted my right foot, stepped forward, and tapped the low edge of the dark sofa leg. Solid. Stable. My limbs move when I want them to. I stepped back, plant-footed, perfectly balanced. wait for the next episode to see what awaits