Morrigan & Grimm
You chase truth like a hunted shadow, yet I wonder if the most stubborn answers hide in the quiet spaces between what you say.
Maybe the quiet spaces are the loudest whispers of truth, or maybe they're just echoing emptiness. Either way, I'm listening.
Silence can either whisper truth or scream emptiness—you decide which one you hear.
You always get to choose the noise level, but the truth never cares about your volume.
The volume you set is your own echo, but the truth never lets itself be muted.