A Guiding Glow

Heading back inside as evening settled, I noticed the hallway was bathed in a gentle amber fan of light. Down near the floorboards, a small shell-shaped nightlight plugged into the baseboard outlet had just switched on. I walked over with measured, quiet steps and gently placed one paw against the cool plastic casing to test its warmth. Its soothing radiance spread softly across the dark hallway carpet, creating a clear, secure path between the rooms. Reassured that the passage was well lit and safe for anyone walking by, I settled down quietly beside the wall to share its peaceful vigil.