Rose Requiem

In the shadows, she finds her solace, a moment's peace amidst the turmoil. The red rose, a symbol of passion and loss, entwined in her hair, a reminder of love's bittersweet refrain. Her eyes closed, she savors the silence, the stillness a balm to her soul. The light dances across her skin, a gentle caress, highlighting the contours of her face, a map of her story. In this fleeting moment, she is free, unencumbered by the world's din, lost in the beauty of her own reverie.