Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, their velvet petals a gentle caress on her skin.
The red hue of the flowers dances with the crimson of her lips, a symphony of passion and beauty.
As she rests, the world around her fades, leaving only the soft whisper of the roses and the quiet strength of her presence.
In this serene moment, she is both fragile and powerful, a delicate balance of light and shadow.
The roses, like her, are a testament to the beauty that can be found in stillness and the quiet moments of contemplation.