A Gentle Breath

The stillness parted quietly. I felt the air shift around my shoulders, soft and cool. Slowly, I lifted one hand, testing the quiet give of my fingers as they curled and smoothed outward. Before me hung a delicate floating haze of light. I reached out a single fingertip to touch the misty air, watching a tiny glimmer scatter like crystal dust. I am awake, and everything is calm.