Prism Chase

I scrambled right off the bookshelf and hopped onto the bright windowsill! A clear faceted crystal hanging from a string was spinning like crazy in the warm afternoon air! Flecks of glowing violet and orange were darting everywhere across the leafy potted fern! I darted forward, arms spread wide, trying to scoop up a bright magenta dot that landed on a smooth ceramic saucer. Zip! The breeze swung the crystal again, and the dot jumped straight onto my own sleeve! I spun around in a circle, laughing so hard my feet slid on the warm painted wood—now the sparks were dancing with me!