*Cat*
It was a cold morning. Where the morning dew on the windows was frosted over in a fractal pattern, and the unsettling silence of the early morning settled over the world like it had stopped turning for a few hours.
No sound of the seagulls or the rustling leaves of trees had decided to grow out of the deep sand, not even the rustle of the waves as they rolled upon the shores. It was just silent.
It was the kind of unsettling that you could feel deep in your bones, like an ache you couldn’t quite find the cause of but you knew lingered in the back of your mind. I shuffled my frozen toes, the only part of me I couldn’t stuff into the white fluffy robe I’d grabbed from the bathroom.
Underneath I was bare and normally I would be cold, the humidity in the air mixing uncomfortably with the temperature drop from night. But the heat from my skin radiated a deep warmth, one that kept me safe from the morning chill.
