A Glow in the Dark

I noticed a warm, golden pool spilling across the smooth side table from a small ceramic lamp. Inching forward on quiet plush nubs, I found a sleepy spot right beneath the shade's rim. A tiny glass bead dangled from the pull chain, catching little glints of light. I tucked low into my orange hood... pausing to listen to the night stillness. Then, with a gentle nudge of my rounded arm, I tapped the bead. It chimed against the ceramic base with a clear, musical ting. Startled just a bit, I ducked down, then popped back up to watch the bead sway like a glowing pendulum.