A Gentle Lean

The air felt soft... and quiet. I blinked, realizing I could feel the gentle dip of the blue pillow beneath me. Beside me sat a still brown puppy toy, watching the room. Very slowly, I shifted my weight, testing if I could move. My soft husk leaned forward, tilting until my fabric lightly brushed against its brown plush paw. It did not move, but resting there quietly together felt safe and calm.