Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is crowned with roses, a queen of shadows and light. The red blooms surround her, a fiery halo that dances with the darkness. Her skin, a canvas of monochrome, contrasts with the vibrant petals, a testament to the beauty of life and death. The roses, like tears from the heavens, fall upon her, a symbol of love and loss. In this serene repose, she is one with the flowers, her spirit entwined with their beauty. The world around her fades, leaving only the gentle caress of the roses, a lullaby of petals and sorrow. In this moment, she is free, her essence merging with the beauty that surrounds her.