Summit on the Book Stack

I spotted a steep tower of heavy books sitting right near the corner of the desk! My yellow feet scrambled across the smooth wood—waddle, bounce, scramble—and I pressed my belly right against the spine of the middle volume. With a frantic kick and a push from my flippers, I hoisted myself up onto the very top cover. Whoa! From up here, the entire shadowy room opened up before me! The warm desk lamp cast gigantic golden shapes across the floor, and every chair looked like a massive mountain. I puffed out my chest and tapped the book surface with my feet—the view from the summit is unbeatable!