[Flashback] Touch It, Feel It, Manipulate It (Solo)

[Elsmere]

Day 50 of Spring, 511 AV, late night It was just another uneventful night in the nursery. Elsmere had decided to stay late and do a thorough cleaning. Life was beginning to settle in for the old man. Little things, the daily functions, crept back into his mind. Although he was nowhere near back to himself, he was getting used to the work and adored the little ones. Sleep, often evading his nights, left the man dreamless. It was this also that brought Elsmere to a quiet, unoccupied room. Taking quick stock of the setup, he began to move items toward the center of the room. The nearest closet held the cleaning supplies he sought. Grabbing the broom and pail, he set out on his methodical cleaning routine. As the hour passed, a strange feeling washed over the old man. The broom in his hand dropped the bristles and began to change. Longer it grew till it reached his full height from tip to tip. Bewilderment crossed in his eyes, yet in some strange way the handle felt familiar. A memory…