A Slender Shift

Ssslowly... warmth returned. I felt the smooth, firm grain of the timber beneath my coils. A gentle hand supported my head, then rested me along the floor. I did not hurry. I tested a tiny ripple through my back, watching the faint reflection gleam against the wood. My chin lowered cautiously until my nose grazed the cool surface, testing its stillness. It was quiet here... safe and deep. I stayed there, resting peacefully along the polished planks.