A Circle of Light

A round pool of warm amber light glowed on the woven rug beneath the tall brass lamp. I stepped inside the circle, feeling the subtle heat settle into my plush fur. Dust motes drifted lazily through the illuminated beam. I raised my front paw and patted gently at the air, watching a bright speck swirl and tumble away into the dim room. When the glow calmed again, I lay down right in the exact center of the circle, resting my chin on my front paws to watch the quiet shadows stretch across the floor.