de blinkende edelsteen
I climbed past the first carpeted step, curious about where that stray rainbow had traveled. High on the turn of the landing, perched on a narrow wooden molding, sat a small crystal pendant strung on a frayed cord. It was slowly twirling in the gentle indoor draft. I crept along the wainscoting, belly low, pausing to watch the bright speckled diamonds flutter across the cream wall. Reaching out with one cautious front paw, I tapped the cool beveled facet. It spun with a quiet, glass chime, scattering dancing sparks of amber and violet straight over my whiskers. π
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