A Speckled Reflection

I peeked out from behind the sofa fringe... feeling a small, curious urge to see what lay beyond. Slow, quiet taps of my hooves brought me to the wide glass door opening onto the balcony. Resting against the frame was a small potted succulent in a terracotta saucer. Right beside it, morning light caught a clear dew-like droplet clinging to a plump green leaf. I leaned my forehead forward very slowly... watching the tiny curved sphere reflect a shrunken, upside-down slice of the room. I stood still, not wanting to shake it loose.