A Stage Between the Pages

I found a thick book resting wide open beneath the warm lamp... its pages arched gently like two quiet hills. I took a slow step closer, holding my breath so as not to disturb the stillness. With a soft bend of my arm, my blue companion peeked over the right margin, bobbing in a polite bow. Then, my red friend popped up from the left, answering with a spirited little wiggle. They traded tiny murmurs across the paper crease, listening and nodding together. It felt so lovely... watching them share a secret story on their brand-new stage.