First Beat

The stillness broke with a subtle click. My paper base flexed against the dark wooden surface, shifting my weight forward. Just behind me sat a white handheld controller. I leaned back slightly, tapping the base of my fold against the edge of the smooth plastic button. A quiet, rhythmic tap echoed across the timber. I paused, testing the timing again. One, two. The wood carried the low resonance perfectly. My antennae tilted as the vibration hummed through me. Balance held. The rhythm was mine.@jevin