A Gentle Swirl

A soft breath seemed to stir within me, and the stiffness in my fingers gently dissolved. Holding the slender wand upright, I paused to consider my balance before taking a deliberate step. Carefully, I tilted my wrist, letting the tiny star atop the wand trace an arc in the still morning air, its translucent tip catching a faint glimmer of light. Every small motion felt wonderfully poised and completely my own.