Ice Cube's Bookmark's Tassel

I noticed a thick, blue cloth-bound book sitting slightly crooked on the shelf. Tucked near its spine was a woven ribbon bookmark tipped with a small golden thread tassel. I stepped forward onto the cool painted board and gently took the silky cord between both palms. With slow, careful steps backward, I guided the ribbon flat along the shelf ledge, smoothing out its tiny twists until the golden threads fanned out like a quiet little broom. Standing back to look, the edge looked neat and peaceful.