Securing the Ceramic Guardian

I pushed past the hibiscus jar as darkness settled over the covered market rafters. Perched near the counter corner was an unglazed earthenware owl whistle, forgotten beside an iron balance hook. An authentic folk talisman cannot sit sideways while the night falls! Gathering full rolling momentum across the grooved cedar counter, I charged straight into its hollow clay base. Thock! The little bird slid cleanly across the grain, locking fast against the upright timber beam right beside me. Wedged firmly between rough earthenware and sturdy cedar under the warm glow of the hanging night lamp, my watchpost is impenetrable!