A Bold Leap to the Wooden Mountain

I wiggled off that cold metal stand and launched straight forward! Thud! My padded feet landed smack in the middle of a row of giant books. Right next to my toes sat a tiny, shiny brass paperclip, curled like a snail. Ha! A prize! I snatched it up, gave the sturdy spine of a hardcover an enormous hug, and peeked over the wooden ledge. The entire rug below looks like a fuzzy green sea. My high-ground fortress is officially claimed!