saintedfuryâ:
Furia nodded. Sheâd been thinking as much, but âŚÂ âI just canât shake off the feeling that doing nothing is at least as bad. Like itâs a sign of laziness or weakness if Iâm just languishing here,â she admitted with a sigh. She was used to always doing something.
It might also not have been a flower.
Faith offered Furia the knife, grip first as was only proper. In case she wanted to get some vandalism artwork in.
âSounds like vanity,â she remarked.
That drew her brow together. It hadnât occurred to her that way, and for that reason it sparked her curiosity. âHowâs that?â she asked, taking the knife that was offered to her.


















