Midnight Rose
Reflection
In the shadows, she stands, a vision of mystery and allure.
The red rose, a symbol of passion and secrecy, is held delicately in her hand, its petals unfolding like the pages of a forbidden tale.
Her eyes, like the night sky, beckon and warn, a paradox of invitation and retreat.
The darkness of her attire is illuminated by the soft glow of her skin, a canvas of subtle emotions.
She is the keeper of the rose, a guardian of its beauty and its thorns.
In her presence, one is drawn into a world of contrasts, where light and darkness entwine, and the beauty of the rose is both captivating and haunting.