Essence-Of-Midnight

     Vanilla opens her glistening emerald and ocean blue eyes in the early hours of the day. She peers over towards the windowsill, her favorite perch. Bright rays of golden light are peeking through the curtains. She looks over at her master, or rather more accurately, her servant, noticing that she has not yet awoken. Not wishing to disturb her, she stays put and waits patiently. Soon, though, a loud beeping noise insinuates from a strange device located on the top of a dresser. Although startling, it does not scare Vanilla. The strange noise is apart of her almost daily routine, and thus she has become accustomed to it. This irritating dev