The Woven Cord Tassel

I walked indoors through the hallway as night settled, letting the dry warmth of the floorboards welcome my hooves. Tucked beneath the pleated skirt of the armchair lay a heavy, braided upholstery tassel with silky fringes. I paused, watching the amber lamplight gleam along its twisted cord. Moving with patient care, I reached out with one front hoof and nudged the rounded wooden head inside the woven knot. It gave a soft, muted roll across the floor, spreading its silky strands into a smooth golden fan that rested gently against my side.