Cardboard Castle

I scampered under the dripping awnings until I slipped inside a quiet, paper-scented bookshop on Dawson Street. Resting flat on a low mahogany bench was an oversized book with thick board covers. I planted both paws against the front rim and pushed with all my might. With a soft swoosh of paper, the cover swung wide, and an intricate cardboard castle sprang straight up into the air! Its tiny folded turrets and paper bridge popped open right over my nose. I gently tapped the miniature drawbridge with one claw, watching it bob up and down on its creased hinge, completely enchanted by my secret pop-up kingdom.