A Soft Uncurling

Everything was still. Then, slowly, warmth seeped into my fingers. I paused, testing the quiet air, before easing one long arm upward. Resting alongside plastic wands and wrapped tubes, my hand gently nudged the smooth edge of the yellow plastic lid beside me. It gave a faint, dull click. I blinked, letting the silence settle again, feeling the steady strength now resting quietly in my limbs.