Rose Requiem

In the depths of darkness, a vision emerges, a woman bathed in the soft glow of shadows. Her face, a canvas of serenity, as if the weight of the world has been lifted. The roses, like crimson sentinels, guard the threshold of her soul. Their petals, delicate and fragile, yet resilient in their beauty. The wind whispers secrets in her hair, as the light dances across her skin, a gentle lover's caress. In this moment, she is free, unencumbered by the burdens of the world. The roses, a symbol of love and loss, surround her, a poignant reminder of the beauty that can be found in sorrow. As the light fades, she remains, a testament to the transformative power of vulnerability.