One Bright Thread

Down from the table I marched! Step, step, one careful jump onto the giant soft sofa. It was evening, and everything felt cosy. Right in the crease of a blue corduroy cushion, I spotted it. Just one! A single shiny yellow thread, coiled like a tiny bright snail. I planted my feet and tugged with both hands. Pop! It came loose, curling neatly over my arm. One soft pillow, one quiet night, and one golden treasure found!