A Velvet Cradle

I hauled my champion chestnut up onto the wooden bedside dresser to find it a proper trophy home. Right beside the warm glow of a brass lamp sat an open wooden music box lined with faded burgundy velvet! Tucking my purple yarn buddy under my chin, I carefully rolled the smooth mahogany nut into the plush ring slot where it nestled like a shiny dark pearl. When I gave the tiny brass winding key on the side a gentle nudge, a slow, bell-like chime trickled out into the quiet room. We leaned our elbows against the polished cedar rim, letting the soft, chiming melody lull us right into sleep mode.