Rose Requiem

In the silence, she stands, a vision of elegance and sorrow, her white dress a canvas of vulnerability. The red roses, like passionate tears, cascade beside her, a symbol of love's beauty and pain. Her hair, a wild tumble of gold, whispers secrets to the wind. In this moment, she is both fragile and unyielding, a delicate balance of strength and grace. The roses, like the memories of love, surround her, a poignant reminder of what has been and what remains. She is a rose keeper, guarding the beauty and the heartache, a sentinel of the soul.