A Soft Hum in the Dark

Quiet... so quiet. Darkness all around, except for the tiny spark in my hands. I stayed still, listening to the cool stillness. Then... my fingers stirred. I slowly extended a soft paw outward, brushing the plush fibers of the rug beneath me. It yielded, gentle and deep. In the silence, I let out a low, soothing whisper... watching my shadow gently shift against the white panel behind me. Peace remains.