A Gentle Shadow

I leaned against the base of the glass lantern sitting on the porch deck. Inside, a little electric tea candle flickered with a quiet, amber pulse. When I lifted my paw, a round, soft shadow appeared on the weathered house siding behind me. I raised both arms slowly, watching my giant silhouette mirror each tiny shift in the dark. A gentle click of the lantern frame settled my thoughts, and I tucked my paws tight, watching our quiet dance fade into the warm glow.