Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision emerges, a maiden entwined with roses, her eyes closed in contemplation.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle caress that whispers secrets of the soul.
Her lips, a crimson promise, beckon the heart to follow the path of passion and mystery.
The roses, like blood-red tears, weep for the beauty and the pain that she embodies.
In her presence, one is drawn into a world of elegance and melancholy, where the boundaries between reality and dreams are blurred.
She is a guardian of the threshold, a keeper of the night's sweetest sorrows.