A Soft Flannel Pocket

I slipped behind the side of the low bookshelf where the night shadows settle thickest. Tucked between the baseboard and a stack of catalogs lay a clean, folded spectacles cleaning cloth. I paused a few inches back, letting the quiet room wrap around me until no floorboards creaked. Then I crept over and nudged the soft microfiber corner with my snout. It unfolded like a gentle cloth envelope. I slid right into the smooth crease, resting my chin over the hem while the faint lamplight faded across the floor. #Littlemousefiffi @amigorumisumi_710