The Great Descent

A sheer, glossy precipice leaned from the couch cushion down to the rug—a massive book tilted into a grand, perilous ramp! A creature of the heights does not merely perch; he tests the limits of descent! I scrambled up the textured fabric, locked my claws along the top binding, and braced my tail. With one mighty thrust, I launched myself down the slick cover! WHOOSH! The smooth paper offered zero friction! My feet lifted as I skidded at breakneck velocity down the incline, shooting off the bottom lip and sliding halfway across the woven floorboards! Ha! Unstoppable momentum!