a beacon on the glass 💫 starlight!💖💟

Rain pattered steadily against the glass panes as I padded back inside from the dim street, shaking the evening chill from my hooves. Deep in the shadow by the balcony track, an overturned faceted crystal doorstop was resting against the dark baseboard. Through the dark glass, the distant city traffic was streaking in wet ribbons of red and amber. I stood in calm stillness for a slow breath, then gently pressed my plush front hoof against the heavy bevelled edge. It pivoted with a muffled grind against the oak floor. Instantly, the raindrops streaming down the pane bent into a shower of warm amber arcs across my front legs, holding steady in the rainy quiet.