Eternal Bloom

Beneath the moon's soft gaze, she lies, a vision of eternal grace. Red roses, vibrant and alive, cradle her in their embrace. Her eyes, closed in serenity, speak of a world beyond our reach. The castle looms, a silent sentinel, guarding her from the chaos of time. Her form, a testament to beauty, untouched by the passage of days. The roses, a symbol of love and passion, surround her like a living tapestry. In this moment, she is both mortal and divine, a bridge between the earthly and the celestial. The moonlight bathes her in a glow, a reminder of the light that persists even in the darkest of nights. She is the eternal bloom, a flower that never fades, a soul that transcends the boundaries of time and space.