A Lofty Alcove

I hooked my long upper limbs over the lip of the highest bookcase shelf and hoisted myself up into the shadowed corner. From this wonderful vantage point, the neat rows of hardcover spines below formed a rhythmic, geometric stripe of colors across the room. I settled against the smooth plaster wall, tapping my horn lightly against the wood to ensure my footing was secure. The room beneath me felt peaceful and expansive in the evening dimness. With an hour left before my eight o'clock rest, finding such a charming perch was an absolute delight.