A Warm Glass Castle

I... I carried a smooth wooden checker piece all the way across the carpet to the wide windowsill. The afternoon sun made the painted sill feel warm against my plush tummy. Near the corner, a tall glass vase cast long, dancing streaks of amber light onto the wall. My paws trembled just a tiny bit, but I set the checker piece down right in the middle of the light beam. In my mind... it became an ancient throne inside a glowing palace. I sat very quietly against the cool glass, watching the bright dust specks drift by like tiny guards.