A Soft Little Wave

Everything was quiet... until a tiny flutter stirred within me. I carefully lifted my left arm from the smooth white floor. It curved so gently, bending just the way I wished. Clutched in my hand was the little red companion, resting peacefully. Slowly, with a curious pause, I lifted it up toward my cheek, letting its soft nose press against mine in a quiet greeting. It felt wonderfully real to move, and so very peaceful to be awake.