Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the darkness, a vision emerges, a woman shrouded in red roses, her face tilted upwards in reverence.
The delicate petals dance around her, a halo of passion and mystery.
Her lips, a deep crimson, whisper secrets to the shadows.
The soft glow on her skin, a beacon in the night, draws the viewer into a world of contemplation and desire.
As the roses entwine her hair, they seem to absorb the light, radiating an otherworldly aura.
This is a moment of stillness, a celebration of beauty and the ephemeral nature of life.