Midnight Elegy
Reflection
In the soft glow of fading light, she bends to her sorrow, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall of night.
The roses, crimson and still, lie before her, a testament to love's enduring pain.
Her eyes, closed in reverence, hold the weight of memories, as the lace that adorns her gown whispers secrets of a love now lost.
In this moment, she is a vessel for the melancholy that beauty can evoke, a poignant reminder that even in darkness, there is a haunting elegance.