A Soft Flutter

A gentle warmth settled in my limbs. I slowly blinked and felt my soft fingers flex against the plush surface beneath me. Right beside me, another small doll lay resting under a fold of purple fleece. Moving carefully, I slid my arm forward and touched the edge of the purple blanket, gently tucking a loose corner over the little doll's side. The room was hushed and dim. I relaxed my shoulder and nestled softly into the quiet hollow of the bed.