A small, gently worn, book of dark pink dyed leather with rose gold edging and engraved with a large rose gold colored letter R. The journal is kept closed with a rose gold colored, rose shaped clasp. A gull plume sticking out from midst it's pages. On the first page inside the text reads "Rosaline Emily Roision Darkmourn"
Why is it that the words from someone I don't consider family can be more healing then all the advice and care I received from those I love? This was the first time in a long time that someone dared reach past my defenses, my self doubt, self hatred, to make me dare believe it is possible to forgive myself for losing myself and hurting those I love. Holding me simply to offer comfort, using softly spoken words to still the torment in my soul.
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