Opened up my Inheritance book (from Christopher Paolini’s cycle) and this little thing fel

Opened up my Inheritance book (from Christopher Paolini’s cycle) and this little thing fell out. A bookmark I made a few years ago and apparently forgot about it. It’s just basic ballpoint black and red pen on a scrap piece of cardboard.
The very first time I attended a concert at the House of Blues Las Vegas (think it was Story of the Year), I became obsessed with the roses painted on the ceiling over the bar and they’ve been popping up in my prints, drawings, and paintings ever since.