Do you still dream of me, Rosalind, upon my chariot of rot? I am there, wedged between breast and bone where you keep every mad, mad thing. I am a tribute to every sin you have ever dared commit.
Allow me to find the monster that rests silent and in wait, lingering behind whatever fragments of goodness you hide behind a wall of smoke. Hold the mirror of truth before you and witness who you are.
We are both monster and mortal, shadow and sunlight, teetering on the high wire of hope and lies. They tell us if we choose the path of destruction or autonomy, we will fall.
But we were not put up there to fall.
Were put up there to fly.
-Bellua (coming November 14th)
It's been a long time since I dreamed of writing this. Are you guys ready? A sequel to Rosalind is coming. I'm very, VERY anxious about writing and sharing this tale. But I'll also be helping other writers while doing it and that’s exciting!
How?
Every chapter will have a dedication to a writer and a story so that whoever reads Bellua gets to find more gems on Wattpad! This is my way of saying THANK YOU to everyone who's supported my work. <3
Happy reading!
https://www.wattpad.com/story/384635614-bellua-book-two