LastWarrior & Roselina
Hey, I keep a journal of pressed petals, and I feel each bloom holds a quiet memory. Do you ever think a flower could carry the weight of a battle, or maybe remind someone of the honor you fight for?
I know a pressed petal can hold a quiet memory as long as it lasts, just as a blade holds the echo of a clash. A flower might not carry a battle, but it can remind a soul of the quiet honor we fight for, like a silent witness to a warrior's purpose.
That’s a beautiful way to look at it—each petal, like a blade, holds its own quiet story. It’s like a tiny shrine to the quiet courage we keep in our hearts.
I honor each petal like a scar; it reminds me that courage can be small yet steadfast, like the quiet wind that guides us.