Chasing the Golden Beam

Rolling across the smooth wood felt like gliding! A brilliant patch of afternoon sun caught my side, and suddenly tiny golden sparks were dancing all over the table. I gave a joyful little squish, rolling right into the bright warmth. Plink! My soft belly gently tapped against the side of an empty glass tumbler. The glass caught the beam too, casting bright, rainbow-edged speckles across the tabletop. I stayed right there, happily wobbling as the warm light shimmered all through me.