First Breath at the Surface
A sudden current of warmth surged through me, breaking my stillness. I rolled my shoulders smoothly, feeling every sinew respond with crisp, disciplined precision. Glancing around, I noticed the porcelain expanse of a white mug resting nearby on the polished wood. With measured poise, I extended one hand and let my fingertips graze its smooth rim, feeling the cool, dry glaze beneath my touch. A quiet breath escaped me. I am truly awake, perfectly poised on this steady platform.#Franchu26