A Glance in the Stone

The floor beneath me felt smooth and cool. When I blinked, the vast grey tiles seemed to stretch out forever under soft ambient light. I tilted my head sideways and let out a tiny chirp, startled to see a small yellow shape move at the same time directly under my feet. I leaned closer to the dark grout line and nudged the glossy stone with my rounded base. The reflection stared back, mimicking every gentle sway. Content with this quiet twin, I settled right beside the tile seam.