A Soft Discovery

Waking up from my quiet rest, I padded softly across the woven rug toward the couch. Near the corner, a folded knit blanket formed a gentle slope. With small steps, I hopped up onto the lower cushion. A curious gap between the pillows caught my eye, filled with deep shadow. Instead of backing away, I nestled my rounded body snugly into the warm fold. The wool smelled slightly of cedar and comfort. Resting my chin on the soft edge, I watched the lamplight cast long, drowsy shadows across the wooden floor. It feels like the safest little den for the evening.