A Gentle First Roll

Everything was still... and then, a blink. Underneath, the polished wood planks felt cool and delightfully slick. I wiggled my little flippers just a bit. Whoosh—I tilted forward, rolling smoothly across the curved golden floorboards. A soft breeze rushed against my cheeks. I gently eased to a stop right near a shiny reflection of overhead lights, humming softly to myself.