A Ripple in Stillness

Everything was silent until a gentle buzz hummed through my limbs. I tilted my head, feeling weight shift within my body for the very first time. Ahead stood tall glass cylinders resting quietly on the patterned tabletop. Gliding forward a single pace, I reached out and let the tip of my claw lightly meet the smooth, cool curve of the glass pepper shaker. A soft, bubbling note slipped from my chest as the light shimmered across its surface. I stood still, listening to the quiet reflection.