Somewhere between the living & the dead, Rosalie Beaumont walks this earth. Spirits whisper to her, flames call her name & misfortune clings to her every turn.
if anyone needs me , i will be enjoying le magnifique clair de lune by the water , i may even stay the night out on the beach tonight .
𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 , you’re more than welcome to join !
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remained calm as her head tilted curiously — was this young woman a spirit as well ? the question alone would be enough to make her certain , but rosalie was well aware of spirits that liked to play tricks on her uncertainty .
❝ i do hear you . . . are you a spirit ? ❞
rosalie was simply sitting by herself , an often occurrence among her days on this earth . at that particular moment , her eyes had been fixated on the sewing needle in her grasp . she was fixing a broken seam on a small vintage clutch purse she had found recently .
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she often mistook the difference between living and the dead , being that she could usually physically see passed on souls that passed by her .
hearing her soft spoken call , rosalie lifted her head and glanced around until her eyes rested of lilith . her expression ——
♡. Despite Rosalie’s sweet exterior, don’t let that foul you. Rosalie is soulless, her soul leaving the last days of her tragedy. This has lead to some exciting hobbies, like: drinking, partying, trying drugs, overall surprisingly reckless actions with little fear.
♡. Rosalie is a little bit of a shutterbug. She finds beauty in landscapes, taking opportunities for photos whenever she can. In a small worn by time bag she sewed, she carries a moderately professional camera around in case there’s something in that moment she wants to capture.
♡. Rosalie likes to spend time sitting beneath trees in cemeteries, especially if she has felt lonely. She enjoys the company of the passed on, and enjoys long conversations with the lovely bound spirits as well as the beautiful gothic architecture cemeteries tend to have.
♡. Another hobby Rosalie invested her time in from a very young age was the world of baking. Growing up in her aristocratic family, they often had help cleaning and cooking meals. Little Rosalie would sneak into the kitchen and spend time getting to learn how to bake pastries.
♡. Rosalie is a phenomenal seamstress. Avoiding the conflicts in her youth, she utilized that time to invest in hobbies. Most of the outfits she wears were sewn by her very own hand. She also loves to gift people sewn clothing, or decorative items that made her think of them.
♡. Rosalie still owns her parent’s estate in her hometown of Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferat and uses the money left to her in her parent’s will to maintain the location. Despite that, she hasn’t returned to the home since shortly after her hospital release.
♡. Rosalie tends to get a little mistaken between the voices of the living and the dead. She hears whispers nearly all of the time of passed on souls. When starting a conversation, she will question at least for a moment what kind of being she’s talking to.. hesitant, curious.
♡. Rosalie is a compulsive arsonist with quite the streak. It has been going on for sometime, yet no one seems to believe it when they take their first glance at her and that sweet smile. Stick around her for a little while to see her blank, stoic stare. Suddenly? Not so sweet.
♡. Rosalie is ”immune“ to death. She isn’t exactly a walking corpse, but she isn’t entirely alive either. She has a heartbeat, yet it’s faint when you attempt to listen. You can touch her skin, yet it’s cool to the touch. She can get injured, yet the wounds form together again.
the month of october , the spirits seem to be so much more talkative .
is it because of hallow’s eve ?
they refuse to tell me , they say it’s because je ne fais pas partie de ceux-là . . .
they don’t believe me when i tell them i can’t , they’re awful stubborn .
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‘what shape was this who came to us, with basilisk eyes so ominous, with mouth so sweet, so poisonous, and tortured hands so pale?”
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.∾ᴄᴇ́ᴄɪʟᴇ ғᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇ∾.
[ 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐂 ]
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