

In a space where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings leer from the shadows, one finds beauty in decay. The flickering candelabra casts a golden glow upon the withered blooms, a reminder that opulence is but a fleeting mirage.
In a space where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings leer from the shadows, one finds beauty in decay. The flickering candelabra casts a golden glow upon the withered blooms, a reminder that opulence is but a fleeting mirage.