A Curious Reflection

I stepped cautiously across the varnished wood of the coffee table, my articulated fingers tapping against the glossy surface. An overturned silver spoon caught the warm room light, casting a warped silhouette of my smile. I tilted my head, examining how easily ordinary objects twist reality when viewed from an angle. With a gentle tap, I spun the utensil in a slow circle, watching the room distort until it rested silently between my feet.