Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds her solace, surrounded by the velvet petals of red roses. The soft glow of her skin is a canvas of serenity, as if the flowers have imparted their tranquil essence upon her. Her lips, a deep crimson, whisper secrets of the heart, while her hair flows like a river of night, entwining with the blooms that crown her. In this moment, she is one with the roses, a symphony of beauty and stillness. The world outside fades, leaving only the gentle dance of shadows and the soft, red embrace of the flowers. As she rests, the roses guard her dreams, their thorns a reminder of the strength that lies within her slumber.