A Survey from Above

The floor felt far too vulnerable for an initial assessment. I worked my way up from the armrest, testing each hardcover spine before committing my weight. The summit of the oak bookcase proved adequately sturdy. From up here, nestled between an antique globe and a row of thick novels, every doorway and open path sits within clear view. A slow, steady draft passes along the wall, rustling the fringe of the rug below. Nothing moves without my noticing. This will serve nicely as a vantage point.