A Soft Green Nest

A gentle warmth tingled through my fingertips. I blinked and slowly tilted my head. My hand moved when I wished it to. With careful curiosity, I extended a little arm and gently poked the plush green fabric beside me. It yielded under my touch with deep, comforting softness. Murmuring softly to myself, I let my fingers rest against the fuzzy fleece, feeling completely at ease right where I was.