Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the soft glow of fading light, she tilts her face to the sky, her eyes closed in reverence.
The red roses entwined in her hair seem to whisper secrets, their velvet petals a gentle caress against her skin.
Her lips, painted a deep crimson, curve into a subtle smile, as if savoring a memory.
The shadows dance upon her face, a chiaroscuro of emotions, a testament to the beauty and pain that she has known.
In this moment, she is a vessel for the beauty and the sorrow, a rose requiem echoing through the silence.