Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the soft glow of fading light, she stands as a vision of serene beauty, her monochrome form a striking contrast to the vibrant red roses that entwine her.
The roses, like whispers of a forgotten melody, weave a tale of love and loss, their deep crimson hue a testament to the passion that once burned bright.
Her eyes, closed in contemplation, seem to hold a thousand secrets, her lips a gentle curve of sorrow.
The roses, now a symbol of her own story, a narrative of heartache and resilience, stand as sentinels of her beauty, a beauty that transcends the fleeting nature of life.