Midnight Petals

In the shadows, she finds solace, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall of night. The roses, like crimson tears, fall before her, a testament to the beauty and pain that entwines her soul. Her eyes, closed in contemplation, hide the depths of her story, a tale of love, loss, and the quiet strength that resides within. The lace that adorns her, a delicate dance of light and darkness, mirrors the intricate balance of her inner world. In this moment, she is a sanctuary of serenity, a refuge from the world's din, where the only sound is the soft whisper of petals falling.