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Just a little story...

Pain.
Weakness.
Loneliness.


Why was she here? She wanted back into the forest, where it was so cold, and comforting. Where the Guards can help her if she makes a mistake on choosing the path. She could always rely on them, but here... Thump! Ow! Why did she fall? What did she stumble over? Oww! Her knee was scraped by the fall, it hurt to move, but she had to know what it was. Gingerly turning around, she finally noticed the mystery object. A book. A book? The middle of the street is an odd place for a book, isn't it? Wait, street? What street? Caught up in her own thoughts, she hadn't noticed that she, indeed, was sitting in the middle of a wide street, and on both sides of her rose tall towers of... Shelves. Shelves of books. She looked up, craning her neck to see as high as possible. The height of the buildings was overwhelming. And not only the height, everything boggled the imagination. The architectural structure, the vines of so many different kinds of vegetation intertwining together, the beautiful glow of the mysterious lanterns that seemed somehow fixed into the buildings, all together they created a masterpiece of a city.

Such beauty...

But where were the gardeners, the keepers of this wonder? Surely they must be nearby, else how could they appreciate their own work of art, the fruit of all their labor? She stood, all pain forgotten, and looked carefully about. Not a living being in sight. A run to the nearest corner. Nothing. Frustration. Where are they? She wanted to meet them, to ask them if she could help them, if she could stay here, in this city of miracles. She started to run through the dim-lighted streets, choosing where to turn at random, making sure to check everywhere for signs of the mysterious builders. Finally, she collapsed, unable to take another step. She was sitting at yet another corner, right below one of the lanterns that illuminated the city. Tears of frustration welled up and rolled down her rosy cheeks. Why wouldn't they show up? Were they angry at her for thinking she could help them? She sobbed brokenly as she realized her vital mistake. Did she really think that she, a measly little book child, could actually do something that those all powerful creatures couldn't do? Of course, that was it! How impudent of her to think otherwise! Desperately, she wished to be able to disappear from the surface, to bury herself from the shame she was as stupid as to cause. But she couldn't do anything, she was too exhausted, to tired to do something. Food. She needed food. Maybe she could eat one of the grapes that were hanging all around her. She snorted from laughter, although there really wasn't anything to laugh at. Well, she couldn't possibly get into more trouble than she was now. She popped one round, juicy fruit into her mouth. It was strangely filling, and her mind refused to function after the flavor burst in her mouth. The world grew foggy, and soon the other, third domain of the world welcomed her with open arms. The Domain of Dreams.


Little girl. Wake up, little girl.
What the... Why was she seeing letters?
Please look at me, precious little child.
Precious? No, she wasn't precious, she was a egocentric, horrible person, that's who she was. But wait, who was telling her this? Her drowsy, glazed gaze wandered to the source of her awakening. It was a shadow. A shadow of a person, of a dream, of a soul, of a wish. A beautiful, sentient shadow. And maybe, just maybe, it was who she was searching for.

Are you finally awake? Wonderful!
Although no sound escaped the shadow's lips, his gestures and expressions, as well as the text, conveyed his emotions just as well as any words could.
"Are you the builder of this place?"
All her awe and wonder before the mysterious creature was completely evident.
The shadow grew embarrassed, faced with such worship of itself.
Well, not exactly. I help build, like all of us here, but I am but one from the whole city.
Her eyes widened from shock and excitement.
"If there is a whole city full of others like you, then why couldn't I see you? I wanted to help you so much, and you didn't show up, and, and..."
Once again the emotions from the day before tugged her under, and her sight grew blurry from tears.
Aww, please don't cry, little one! I'm sorry you couldn't see us before you ate something and went to sleep, but you can help us now!
His mouth was in a pained expression, and he was fussing over her, not quite sure what to do.
"I can Hic! help you?"
Of course! You can help us on the lower levels out by taking care of the plants, and then, who knows, you can meet up with more book children like you, and see even more of our city! Would you like that?
"Yes! Yes, I would love to!"
Let's go, then. We'll fix your knee right up, and then you can get right to gardening, if you want.
Her sobs turning into laughter, she rose, and followed the shadow into one of the buildings through a door she didn't notice in her wild night rush.

Her life began here, and, taking everything into account, she was sure she would enjoy it.

Akin Hearts: while this can be a fun thing to incorporate, it's not really a part of her personality. This is something extra, as it doesn't really play into or describe Rosa's day to day interactions, thoughts, or feelings, with others or herself. As a side note, it seems almost to be written like a magical aspect, when book children have no magic. As long as it's made clear this is her natural talent and something she's perfected over her years of gardening, it's fine.

Full of sunshine:
Small thing: "and with her flowers being admired by the whole district," please try to avoid making facts that can be seen as overplaying. A quick fix to 'having delivered flowers all over the district' or something along those lines gives the same result, allowing her to know a great many people, while not seemly coming off as over powering. A district probably has like, crazy amount of people living in it. So when put into that perspective, it just seems like an overpowering statement. The rest of this however if perfectly fine!

Used to thorns:
As written it plays off of her physical resilience with a transitions to mental which works, but it's not quite a clear transition. Elaborate a bit more on how her mental fortitude is, such as: How does she deal with conflicts? Just what kind of conflicts? What situations can she have a clear hear yet normal people might be irritated or nervous? Providing some contextual example can help give some definition tho this aspect!

Disdain:
'Although few could match' is again, just an over powering statement, tweaking it can help immensely. How might she view the politics of the City? Or, someone who uses their wealth and influence to rise to power with the intent on help others?

Overall good, I'd say to just read over again and try to pick out the over-powering statements, and elaborate on her personality a bit more and you'll be cleared for approval.