A Tiny Heartbeat

A tiny rhythmic tapping was whispering in the dark room! Tick... tick... tick. I crept across the folded knit blanket toward the sound, pausing after every hop. Right beside a stack of books stood a little brass clock with curved metal feet! I tilted my head, waiting to see if it moved. It stayed still, just steadily humming. I stepped closer and pressed my cheek gently against its smooth brass base. The steady beat vibrated softly right through my fluff! It felt like listening to a quiet heartbeat, so I nestled down right against its warm shadow.