It was a charm just like the one adorning the head of Atchmon's bed back in his home. Only this one was tiny by comparison. Rarity levitated the object up, and let it rest on the flat of her hoof to examine. It was a much more simplistic design, but no less intricate with the spider web of twine- No, not twine. Rarity recognized the purple hair as her own. It was completely woven around the perfectly circular charm making up the spider's web. A tiny red bead was caught within the web just off its center. She wondered how he could've acquired her hair, and remembered him gathering it to keep, after the times she trimmed her mane and tail. More of her hair trailed below the round charm, adorned with feathers black as pitch and white beads all woven together. 