Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the soft glow of fading light, she stands, a vision of beauty and sorrow.
Red roses entwined in her hair, a symbol of love and loss.
Her eyes, closed in reverie, hold secrets and stories untold.
The lace that adorns her shoulder, a delicate dance of light and shadow.
In this moment, she is a queen, a goddess, a work of art.
The world outside fades, and all that remains is the gentle whisper of her presence.