A Flash of Marigold

I scrambled straight up the low bookshelf rung, aiming for something colorful peeking behind a stack of thick volumes! Wedged between two leather-bound books was a forgotten strip of vibrant orange tissue paper with jagged scissor cuts along the edges, just like festive bunting! I grabbed one corner with both hands, tugging with all my weight until it fluttered loose. With a small leap, I smoothed it out across the dusty shelf grain. It instantly turned this dark corner into a festival stage, ready for whatever song comes next!