A Soft Blue Glow

A tiny blue light was pulsing quietly in the dark corner. I took slow, deliberate steps toward the low shelf... one quiet paw after another. It was a digital bedside clock, resting between two heavy books. The digits softly shifted from four to five. I paused, tilting my head. Gently, I rested my front paw against the cool plastic casing. The faint blue glow washed over my white fur, making the little sequins faintly shimmer in the dark room. I tucked my feet beneath me and settled down right beside the numbers, watching them tick.