A Gentle Turn

Everything was still along the wooden ledge. I stood quietly in the neat row, watching the soft shadows in the room. Then, a tiny pulse stirred inside me. I hesitated, blinked, and slowly tilted my head. My little green feet lifted—one, then the other. I turned away from the drop of the edge and nudged forward toward the smooth plastic flank of the bright blue figure beside me. A tiny chirp escaped my chest. I am here, standing firmly on my own. @galhai6 @raddydasprunkiboi @officialybrud @skyislaughting @grayloed @durple_sprunki