Golden Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a figure stands, cloaked in mystery and gold.
The liquid metal drips like tears, a testament to a transformation that is both beautiful and haunting.
The darkness is illuminated by the soft glow of lights, a bokeh of warmth in the cold, dark space.
The figure's hands, adorned with rings, hang limp, as if surrendering to the weight of their new form.
The gold, once a symbol of luxury and power, now seems to weigh heavily, a burden to be carried.
And yet, there is a beauty in this decay, a reminder that even in darkness, there is a glimmer of light.