Rose Requiem

In the darkness, a vision emerges, a woman entwined with roses, her skin a canvas of silver and shadow. The flowers, like rubies, adorn her, a crown of passion and mystery. Her eyes are closed, a serene surrender to the beauty that surrounds her. The roses whisper secrets, their petals a gentle caress on her skin. In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a union of flesh and bloom, a celebration of the beauty that lies within. The darkness is illuminated by the vibrant red of the roses, a contrast that speaks to the duality of life and death, passion and serenity. She is the rose keeper, guardian of the beauty that lies within and without.