Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is surrounded by the velvet whispers of red roses, their petals a gentle caress against her skin. The soft glow of her complexion is a beacon in the darkness, illuminated by the subtle sheen of her lips. The roses, like sentinels of beauty, stand guard around her, their deep crimson a testament to the passion that lies within. As she rests, the world slows its pace, and in the stillness, her beauty is revealed. The roses, too, seem to be in repose, their beauty frozen in time, a fleeting glimpse of perfection. In this moment, she is one with the flowers, her essence intertwined with their delicate petals. The darkness that surrounds them is a reminder that beauty is often found in the shadows, and that it is in the quiet moments that we discover our true selves.