A Gentle Touch

Everything felt still and warm. My hands had been resting quietly behind my back, but suddenly a faint pulse ran through my fingers. I carefully brought one hand forward and blinked. Standing there, I noticed a soft yellow duck plushie resting right nearby. Curiously, I reached out and gently touched the smooth edge of its little wing with the tip of my finger. It stayed steady and soft against my touch. I drew a quiet breath, feeling completely present.