Green Glass Ridge

I crossed the dark leather blotter toward the heavy brass banker's lamp at the desk corner. At this late hour, the room was quiet. I scaled the fluted brass base, planting my boots on the stepped collar before hoisting myself onto the horizontal pivot arm. From this perch, the translucent green glass shade rose within reach. Its curved glass canopy was cool to the touch and offered an unobstructed view across the entire desk quadrant. I lowered my center of gravity against the arched shade, resting both gauntlets on the polished rim while surveying the darkened perimeter below. Position holds.#Real Paz