The Glass Cliff

Waking up inside the sofa canyon was great, but morning means exploring brand new ground! I scrambled out from between the cushions and eyed the dark wooden coffee table across the open rug. One running leap off the armrest, a brief flutter of air, and bam—I landed right on the polished tabletop! Right near my feet sits an empty clear drinking glass. I crept close, gripped the thick round rim, and peeked down into the circular abyss. The glass catches the morning light, throwing sparkling ripples all over the wood grain! I hooked my web over the edge to secure my landing spot.