𝔸 𝕊𝕠𝕗𝕥 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕞 ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕤 🌙♥︎

A tiny faceted glass bead lay right in a morning beam of light near the curtain hem. It cast scattered flecks of lavender and yellow across the pale wood grain. I paused on my soft paws, watching the small colors stay quiet and still. Moving slowly, I tapped the bead with the tip of my foot. It rolled half an inch, and the colored dots shifted across the floorboards. I nudged a flat wooden Scrabble tile lying nearby until its corner gently touched the glass, anchoring the tiny rainbow right in the sun.