Velvet Box

High ledge... shadows thick now. Found a small wooden box left unlatched. Brass hinges... cool against my fingers. I lifted the lid... slow. Soft dark velvet pressed inside. No dust. Safe depth. I stepped over the polished rim... folded long knees tight against my chest. Settled down into the hollow. I pulled the lid down... leaving just a thin slit. A sliver of amber light across the floor below. Silent. Still. Rest now.