Drabble: Figures and Forms

Figures and Forms

You float at the center of the room, except it’s so big “room” doesn’t cut it. Something about an enclosed space so large seems somehow larger than if there were no wall, larger than the outdoors. The walls of the room are oddly patterned, and although you can’t properly judge direction in this giant, perfectly spherical space, you can tell from the moving patterns that you are slowly turning. Or is the room? Or both? Would it matter one way or the other?

Whatever the case, the rotation is bringing something new into view. A chill runs through your body.