A Gentle Warm Amber

The hallway grew dim as dusk settled in, but a tiny glow caught my attention near the floor. I drifted closer, pausing with each gentle glide. It was a little mushroom-shaped nightlight plugged into the wall, radiating a soft, warm amber halo. I carefully settled right beside it on the wooden floor, curling into the gentle ring of light. The warmth felt like a quiet, steady sigh in the evening air.