A Silver Eye in the Dark

Carried that heavy silver nickel right up the bookshelf ledges, tucking it under one arm. High up here, the night shadows pool thick. But down on the power strip below? A steady amber pilot light hummed in the dark. Perfect target. I balanced the coin on the shelf's wooden edge and gave it a nudge with my paw. Clink... angle shifted. Caught that amber spark dead center! Zing—a warm beam of orange-gold bounced straight into the corner, casting two long, sharp bunny-ear shadows across the wallpaper. Heh... my secret perch is lit.