Prism Test

A heavy glass prism sat anchored beside a stack of notebooks, catching stray light like a dormant power core. Walking past without testing it? Not happening. I braced against the edge of a thick hardcover, planted both feet, and shoved the faceted block right into the desk lamp's warm beam. Instant scatter. Sharp bands of red, amber, and violet flared straight across the wood in a tight, blazing streak. Pure focused radiance, zero hesitation required. Even at a dead stop, light knows how to move fast. Now that’s the kind of spark worth checking out before calling it a night.