A New Angle

Well, look at that—things are suddenly coming into crisp focus. I felt a faint sensation right at my neck base and gave it a cautious twist, finding I could swivel my gaze entirely on my own. Across the pale folds of cloth, a friendly plush face was resting quietly, caught in a wide grin against the blanket. I eased my tilt back just a notch, testing the range of motion, and steadied myself against the fabric. I may be resting right here on the bedding, but having a clear vantage point changes everything.