Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, their velvet petals a gentle caress upon her skin.
The red blooms, like whispers of passion and love, surround her serene face, a contrast to the darkness that envelops her.
Her lips, a subtle smile, invite the viewer into a world of dreams and longing.
The roses, like fragments of her soul, are held close, a symbol of the beauty and fragility of life.
As she rests, the roses seem to be the only truth, a testament to the enduring power of love and beauty.