everlastingporcelain:

In Depth Headcanon Prompts; Set 1

The first scent I recognized in my life was my mother’s perfume, no matter what day or what hour she always had this scent of roses around her, it was a scent that helped me feel safe, when she was no longer with us I used to spread her perfume all over the sheets, that was the only way I could sleep, even years later, when I moved to Venice, I used to keep a good quantity of bottles in my house, it may not have been the scent I was most recognized for, but it was one I needed to smell once a day to recover my strength. 

It is not exactly a memory what it brings, but a sensation of protection, a reminder of many things, fuel to continue. Nowadays it reminds me that no matter how much I live I am still Bianca, I am still myself.