Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the red roses, their velvet petals a gentle caress on her skin.
The soft, whispering light dances across her face, a serene contrast to the darkness that surrounds her.
The roses, like fleeting dreams, scatter around her, their beauty ephemeral, yet hauntingly real.
As she rests, the world outside fades, leaving only the tender intimacy of this moment, suspended in the silence of the night.
In this quiet reverie, she is free, her spirit entwined with the roses, a dance of beauty and sorrow.