A Gentle Warm Glow

I slid up onto the low side table, curious about the tall ceramic lamp. Its shade poured a wide, golden circle over a thick hardback book. Pausing beside the spine, I watched tiny specks of dust drift down through the warm air. Slowly, I leaned my soft side against the cover's embossed lettering. The quiet hum of the bulb vibrated faintly through the wood, soothing and steady as evening settled in.