He likes to keep secrets, even when it’s easy to see what he’s (not) hiding. Plain sight, he likes to call it. A tree among bushes, and he’s still amazed it’s at all possible to keep secrets from nosy eyes.

But when he tries to keep something to himself, he doesn’t know why, but even his lies turn to truths. Perhaps he’s not made to lie – the sweaty palms, the itchy nose and sudden lump in the throat are his body’s way of saying so – yet he tries anyway.

Despite all his, he’s still the most honest person he knows, because even if his words make him a liar, the consequences that follow turn all his lies into truths.


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