The Half-Truth

Her lie tiptoed past him on timid feet

and when he finally noticed it,

languidly licking its coat in the corner of his mind,

he approached it cautiously.

It hissed and spat

and he withdrew,

but when it wound its elastic body around his ankles

he patted it hesitantly

and its ears flattened as it purred,

revealing small spiked horns

that pricked his fingers.

He stroked the black fur around them.

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