A Heavy Awakening
A deep pulse thrummed inside my core. *Hrrr-huff.* My heavy limbs stirred, breaking the cold stillness. I tilted my weapon down, watching the bright green drip stretch and hold stubbornly at the muzzle tip. Slowly, I planted my heavy armored boot against the sandy gravel, crushing coarse grains underfoot with a deliberate crunch. Solid ground. Alive.