I cannot tell a lie: I bought the horse heads.

Sycorax Pine: Oh my god, D. I want these SO MUCH.
D: What are they?
Sycorax Pine: False eyelashes.  They're cut according to traditional Chinese motifs.  See, these are peonies.  And these are tiny horse heads!
D: Honey... [He leans in close, and whispers tenderly in my ear.] They're abominations.
On what occasion would I wear these, you might ask?
The eyelash makes its own occasion, I'd reply, with a repressive glare and a flirtatious bat.

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