Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses. Their velvet petals, like the tender touch of a summer breeze, caress her skin. The red hue, a symbol of passion and love, envelops her, a gentle reminder of life's beauty. Her lips, a vibrant crimson, a subtle smile, as if the roses have awakened a secret joy within. The darkness that surrounds her is not void of light; it is a canvas upon which the roses paint their tale of love, loss, and remembrance. In this serene tableau, she is both the guardian and the gift, a keeper of the roses, and a rose herself, delicate and eternal.