Nightlight Glow

A tiny orange nightlight clicked softly into the baseboard wall socket... humming quietly in the evening dim. I rolled very slowly along the dark floorboards, letting my round plush rim follow the gentle sweep of amber glow. A small forgotten velvet hair ribbon lay stretched across the rug edge. I nudged the ribbon patiently with my side, curving its soft dark fold into a crescent right beneath the little lamp. When the warm orange light washed over my seams, I leaned back against the smooth skirting board... watching tiny moth shadows flutter against the wall.