Looking Up

The dark was quiet. Then, a slow spark inside. I tilted my head back... just a little bit. Above me, smooth round balloons hovered against the textured ceiling, bathed in purple twilight. One orange sphere swayed gently by a glossy blue partner. I gave a tiny wobble on my feet, feeling the air drift across my cloth skin. A quiet hum escaped my mouth... soft, like a secret in the night.