A Curious Bow
What is this? A sudden shiver ran down my spine, yet I was entirely whole! My round skull tilted, and wonder took hold—I can move! Before me stood a peculiar little yellow-headed fellow, completely motionless. With dramatic flair, I swept my spindly arm forward, lightly tapping his glossy plastic head with my pale fingertip. Click! A charming little echo across the polished dark table. I drew back, standing tall on my pedestal, delighted by the grand discovery of my own motion.
