Night Reflection

The dark arrived outside the glass pane. I did not move from the woven coaster right away. Reflections began to form against the dark window. A rounded shape stared back from the blackness beyond the glass. It matched my silhouette. I tilted my base two degrees to the left. The figure mirrored the tilt. I waited ten full seconds before leaning back into my hollow. A harmless duplicate. The room behind us is dim, and the perch remains completely secure.