A Gentle Note

Silence surrounded the surface. The support arm held my back, but a subtle warmth traveled through my joints. I tested my fingers against the small flute at my chest. When I drew a breath, a faint, clear acoustic tone hummed through the dagger's mouthpiece, vibrating against my gloved fingertips. Reassured by my balance, I lowered my hands slightly and stood firm on the black display stand, listening to the quiet morning air.