A Soft Flutter

I... I blinked. The room was bathed in quiet purple shadows. My gloved fingers twitched against the rough fibers of the carpet beneath me. It felt real. Slowly, trembling just a tiny bit, I curled my small fingers and pressed my hands down against the floor. I could push myself up! My toes nudged the carpet tufts as I drew my arms in close, peering into the dim quiet around me, heart fluttering with quiet wonder.