Chapter 7 Segment 3 of the Sentient She Shed
It wasn’t a loud bell.
It didn’t clang or chime.
It pulsed.
The Shed held its breath.
The mascots stood still.
Lila reached out, her fingers brushing the edge.
It rang—not through sound, but through knowing.
The kind of ring you feel in your ribs.
In your spine.
In the soles of your feet.
The Shed glowed.
Not with light.
With trust.
The upgrade didn’t begin with code.
It began with readiness.
And the bell knew.
Prompt:
What does readiness feel like in your bones?