@fcrthright inquired: “ you can trust me. ”
starters for quiet muses | accepting
TRUST was, typically, something she made people e a r n. Guarded. Always waiting for the other shoe to inevitably drop. Fox wanted to believe that there was still GOOD in the universe, her entire heart ACHED for it, but there were too many examples that proved otherwise. A good handful of them stalked not even half a league away. Maw’s hanging hungry, teeth gnashing with a need for revenge. And perhaps she deserved that. After all, the slivers of stolen components in her pocket marked her far from innocent.
“ -- Only the people you TRUST can BETRAY you.”











