Trust

"Trust someone like me?", they reprimanded.

Gazing at the stars, he evaded their sight from the bespangled darkest voids above and said, "Here's a little guide to my belief of trust, fathom what strikes you. Impudently entrusting our deepest trifles to the pompous ones, feebly guides us, not only to become impotent and defenseless but also deprived of self-esteem. Remember the law of nature, my child, behind every gesture, reciprocity is hidden. The unprejudiced amount of confidence you savor, to unburden yourself into someone; won't avail as they too are nonetheless but trammeled souls like you.

Know backwards and forwards, commitment itself is arduous and obstinate, thence humans commit to making mistakes! Doing something which may harm you or others unknowingly is for once a mistake, but, if repeated twice or thrice after being enshrined upon, then it's the life-long suppressed Apollyon built upon hurt and darkness. You know, inheritance of fiend is a process of gradual events of suppression and failure, and the most feasible way to overcome this iniquity is, to hold a beacon of trust. At the sink of the sun and rise of darkness, it's the moon that bestows the vows of the Sun upon us. Likewise, trust is all it takes to devour this commitment of self-harm and self-deprivation. It is undoubtedly difficult to put this ink in action, but my precious, no trek is worth it without sacrifices and bruises."

Kindled with his words, a bedazzling fire of hope struck deep within their soul via eyes.