
In this opulent chamber, where velvet embraces gilded carvings and wilted blooms sigh in the corners, the bed lies like a forgotten promise. One might ponder, is it the decor that enchants or the silence that mocks our aspirations for solace?
In this opulent chamber, where velvet embraces gilded carvings and wilted blooms sigh in the corners, the bed lies like a forgotten promise. One might ponder, is it the decor that enchants or the silence that mocks our aspirations for solace?