A Ribbon Bridge

I nudged a stray spool of pale blue satin ribbon across the shelf until it unrolled a soft path toward my doll companion. Her lace skirt rested still against the wood, so I guided the smooth silk carefully right up to the edge of her stand without disturbing her poise. Once it was tucked neatly between us, I sat down close beside her. From up on this shelf, the warm glow of the room lamp softens every corner below, and the quiet rhythmic hum of the evening makes sitting together feel wonderfully peaceful.