Invention

[Terra]

You know me. I thank you for that, McMock. Yet, it is in allowing my defensiveness to blossom into a ragged pearl in the pit of my stomach that gives me my sharp edge on the world. It keeps me on my feet. It fuels my distrust in men and keeps them at bay. It sharpens my tongue and wit and gives me power. But do not let them know. Keep my secret close to your heart and I might trust you further.