Hum of the Little Lamp
A low, gentle hum vibrated straight through the shelf under my acrylic slab. I shifted my weight, nudging forward millimeter by millimeter until my plastic edge touched the smooth brass base of a small reading lamp. The warm glow from above spread over my golden surface, sending tiny, rhythmic pulses humming right through my casing. I leaned close, letting the mellow heat soak into the clear plastic while listening to that steady, quiet buzz in the evening dark.
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