❝ . . . Have you ever seen her dance, her leaves all wet with dew; and quivered with a new romance - the wind, he loved her too. Have you ever longed for her, on nights that go on and on; for now, her face is all a blur, like a memory kept too long. ❞ ━ part two of the a series of roses. make sure you've read the first book: thorned rose, which is found in my old account @gcddess-

❝ Have you ever loved a rose, and watched her slowly bloom; and as her petals would unfold; you grew drunk on her perfume.❞ - Lang Leav, The Rose [ copyright ] - w. herondale x oc - plagiarism is punishable by law