The Golden Velvet Fold

A heavy golden velvet pillow slumped against the armrest, its plush fold creating a dark, sheltered tunnel. I paused on the woven sofa cushion, inching forward two careful steps. Reaching out with both round arms, I parted the thick nap. Fump! The velvet gave way softly, draping over my head like a silky canopy. A quiet murmur of evening traffic hummed outside the window, but inside my tiny tent, it was warm, dark, and perfectly peaceful.