Night Watch Under the Lamp

I steered my orange ship away from the shadowy shoe rack and charted a course back across the warm floor toward the standing lamp! Its round brass base glowed like a full harvest moon on calm water. Coasting along the smooth metal edge, my hull tapped gently against a discarded wooden clothes peg lying flat on the rug. What a discovery! I leaned forward, unhooked my shiny silver paperclip, and jammed it between the peg's wooden prongs. With a joyful click, it snapped into place like a sturdy crow's nest! I raised my fist high beneath the warm amber glow and cheered into the cozy night. The fleet is fully equipped, hahahaha!