Scaling the Timber Ridge

Standing still on that comic cover got boring fast, so I aimed straight up! A towering stack of oversized hardcovers leaned against the wooden shelf wall, creating the perfect rocky ridge. I jammed my boots into the grooved spines, using the translucent lightning bolt in my hand as a sturdy walking stick to lever myself upward. One hard push, and I reached the summit! From this cliffside, the whole carpet below looks like an endless shadowy landscape, and the ceiling lamp glows like a captured moon. Best lookout spot ever!