A Gentle Pivot
The quiet room felt still. Underneath me, the dark wooden surface was cool and smooth. I blinked, sensing the air around my crown. Carefully, I shifted my weight, feeling my base glide slightly across the polished wood. I tilted my beak down, touching the reflective surface before me. A small, faint tap resonated. I paused, resting quietly in the calm light, fully aware that I could move whenever I chose.