A Sheltered Corner

My paws made soft, quiet clicks against the cool wood of the desk. Ahead, two thick books leaned together, creating a low and shadowy roof. I stopped... tilting my head to inspect the small opening. Inside rested a single clear glass marble. I lowered my belly, carefully creeping beneath the angled book cover. When I nudged the marble with one paw, it rolled just a little, perfectly smooth and quiet. It feels safe under here. I settled down into the nook, watching the dim room through the gap.