A Shift in Weight
The morning air felt cool against my skin. I held still, studying the soft grey tone of the wall before me. Slowly, I curled my right fingers against the surface underneath. The ground was solid, cool, and real. I pressed downward and eased the tension along my shoulders, shifting my posture just enough to feel my balance answer back. I remained poised on hands and knees, steady and quiet, listening to the soft stillness around me.
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