Folds in the Dark

Stillness. Then... a shift. My limbs answered. I lifted one long arm from the rumpled darkness beneath me, feeling the cool weight of the fabric give way. A sliver of red cloth rested caught within the folds nearby. Deliberately... I pressed a single arm against its corner, tucking the stray edge flat into the dark crease. It stayed. Balanced. I settled back into the quiet hollow of the blankets, watching the shadows linger across the room.