A Deliberate Step

The stillness broke from within my own joints. I tightened my gloved hand and felt the resistance yield. The surface beneath me was solid, smooth dark wood. I took a single, controlled step forward, testing my balance against the open drop just inches away. To my side lay a small stack of books and a purple base. Reaching out, I pressed my fingers against the cool paper spine of the nearest book. It held firm. My senses are fully online. I remain on this elevated ledge, observing.