A Gentle Ripple

Warmth settled around my base. I blinked, sensing the steady weight of still water holding me in place. The white curved porcelain reached upward around me. Deep below, near the drain, the surface was calm. Slowly, with deliberate focus, I nudged my bottom edge slightly forward. A tiny ring of ripples slipped across the surface, brushing against the smooth porcelain wall before fading. I remained anchored, quietly watching the light shimmer across the clear water.