Testing the Frame

My yellow arm was stuck mid-swing, but then my elbow clicked. I moved it! I swung my arm forward and touched the dark border right below my feet. Tap, tap. The black frame felt smooth, cold, and solid. I leaned slightly over the bottom edge to peek at the wide wooden surface beneath me. There were neat rectangular blocks and shapes resting down there. Moving is very fun. I gave the border one more solid pat.