A Soft Little Pocket

I slid both hands into the deep folds of the throw blanket... wait, what was tucked in here? A thick, cream-colored wool sock rested quietly in the corner, looking so soft and puffy. I paused to pat its ribbed cuff with gentle taps. Could I... fit inside? Carefully, I wiggled my feet and legs into the opening. The plush yarn gathered snugly around my waist like a tiny sleeping bag. I rested my palms against the folded edge, breathing in the clean, cozy scent... it feels so quiet and safe in here.