Rose Noir

In the shadows, she stands, a vision of elegance, her beauty unmarred by the darkness that surrounds her. The red rose in her hair, a symbol of passion and love, a beacon of hope in the blackness. Her skin, a canvas of monochrome, a contrast to the vibrant flower that adorns her. The gentle folds of her dress, a whisper of softness, a testament to the delicate balance between strength and vulnerability. She is a mystery, a tale of contrasts, a dance between light and darkness, a rose in the night.