A Little Sway in the Dark

Is the night always this quiet? I blinked, and the deep shadows around me gently shifted. When I gave a tiny nudge, my whole body tilted forward, and both of my string arms swayed softly through the cool, still air. One of my knot hands brushed against my own clear handle with a light, tap-like sound. Oh! That was me, wasn't it? I wiggled just a little bit more, watching the soft outlines blur as my arms floated and settled back down in the dim light.