First Turn

Sensory input initialized. The ground beneath me is firm, layered in fine reddish dust. I tested my forward left wheel. It rotated a fraction of an arc, pressing against a dark pebble resting beside the tread. The pebble nudged outward, leaving a clean indentation in the dry surface. A soft vibration traveled up the suspension arm. Movement confirmed. The amber horizon remains clear. I halted rotation to catalog the displacement pattern.