Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace, surrounded by the velvet petals of red roses, a symbol of love and loss.
Her porcelain skin glows in the soft light, a canvas of serenity.
The roses, like whispers of memories, entwine her hair, a gentle caress.
In this moment, time stands still, and the world is hushed.
The roses, a metaphor for the beauty and pain of life, cradle her in their tender embrace.
As she sleeps, her spirit soars, untethered and free.
The roses, a reminder of the cyclical nature of existence, bloom and wither, yet remain eternal in their beauty.