Stars light up the night sky and they align beautifully.
But to be a thriving bright star one must burn.
Rosalice wasn't the woman to go down without a fight, wasn't one to give in all too easily. She was the opposite of that after the age of fourteen years old.
Now fighting in a battle that wasn't hers to make, to protect and keep her children safe in the midst of it all.
New Orleans wasn't her house but rather her home, her fortress she would die fighting for.
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