Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace amidst the roses' crimson embrace. The delicate petals dance around her, a gentle whisper of beauty and serenity. Her lips, a soft crimson, curve into a subtle smile, as if savoring a secret known only to the flowers. The roses, like sentinels of passion, guard her tranquil form, their thorns a reminder of life's bittersweet beauty. In this fleeting moment, time stands still, and all that remains is the gentle caress of the roses and the soft whisper of her peaceful slumber.