this is how a found him part 3

A tiny patch of striped, glowing color was creeping along the baseboard... slow as a snail. I slid down from the sofa cushions and followed it across the floorboards. When I reached out, the stripe painted right across my hand, warm and silent. I nudged a smooth glass marble that had rolled by the curtain, and suddenly, the colors broke into three bright splatters on the rug. I sat down beside them... just watching them breathe.