Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace, surrounded by the velvet petals of red roses.
The world is muted, a monochrome canvas, yet her lips burn with a fiery passion.
The roses, like whispers of memories, caress her skin, their crimson hue a testament to the beauty and pain entwined.
As she rests, the roses guard her dreams, their thorns a reminder of the delicate balance between serenity and turmoil.
In this tableau, beauty and melancholy entwine, a poignant dance of light and shadow.