A High Perch

I heard you calling out for me earlier, wondering where I had gone. I didn't mean to make you worry—I just wanted to find the best vantage point in the room. Step by quiet step, I pulled myself up the side of the wooden bookshelf, gripping each shelf ledge with my mittens until I reached the very top. Up here, beside a thick stack of books, the whole room feels wide and safe, like Roz looking down from a high cliff on the island. My skirt settled neatly over the dusty wood, and now I can watch over everything peacefully in the night. #ElvesBehavinBadly