Tracing the Meridian

I stepped across the second tier of the bookshelf where the brass-mounted desktop globe caught the crisp morning sun. Resting my palm against the smooth, lacquered curve of the blue ocean, I gave the sphere a gentle, measured push. Continents and fine longitude lines swept past beneath my fingers, the polished metal axis humming with a faint, rhythmic vibration. As the spin slowed, I braced my boot against the arc of the brass meridian ring to bring it to a halt, studying the tiny contour lines of a snowcapped mountain range etched in faded ink. The vast painted world in miniature held a quiet, steady promise for the day ahead. #DCComics #Superman