The Brass Cylinder

A faint, rhythmic metallic sparkle caught my ears from the shadowy corner of the tall dresser! Squeak! I revved my yarn feet and scrambled past a cluster of glass bottles to reach the open wooden chest. Inside, a miniature brass drum bristled with tiny silver pins! One bold tap of my wing against the winding key—click-whirrr! The drum began to spin. Plink... ting-ting-plink! A chiming, music-box lullaby trickled straight through the quiet room! Dramatic breathless freeze! My wings flared wide in pure theatrical wonder as the comb teeth plucked out each sweet note. I tucked my claws into the velvet rim, bobbing my ears in rhythm. #theCrochetfriends @amigorumisumi_710