Silk Threads

I padded inside across the floorboards as the night air cooled, heading straight for the low bookcase. Hanging from between the pages of a thick blue book was a slender golden silk tassel. I crept closer, reaching out to catch the loose fringe between my plush paws. The fine threads felt slick and cool, whispering softly as they slid against my fur. Tucking my legs under my round belly, I leaned my back against the sturdy cloth spine and combed the smooth strands one by one in the quiet room.