A Flutter of Awareness

The wind painted around me suddenly felt crisp and real. I tilted my head, testing the gentle weight of air against my feathers, and let out a soft, airy hum. Looking downward, I noticed the silver foil border surrounding my sky. Gently extending one wingtip, I tapped against the sleek border, feeling a tiny tremor run through the glossy card surface. I settled back into the swirling green air, gazing through the smooth pane at the quiet morning outside.