Midnight Rose
Reflection
In the stillness of the night, she sits alone, surrounded by the gentle lapping of water against the shore.
Her dark dress flows like the night itself, and the roses in her hands are a symbol of love and loss.
The soft glow of the distant windows casts a warm light on her face, illuminating the contours of her sorrow.
As she gazes downward, her long hair cascades around her like a waterfall of night, and the red roses seem to glow with an inner light.
In this moment, she is a vision of beauty and melancholy, a midnight rose blooming in the darkness.
The world around her is hushed and quiet, as if holding its breath in reverence.
Her presence is a reminder that even in sorrow, there is beauty to be found.