

In a Rococo suit, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings echo lost tales, one might ponder: is beauty merely a guise for decay? The opulence envelops one in its embrace, yet the wilted florals remind us that all splendor fades.
In a Rococo suit, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded carvings echo lost tales, one might ponder: is beauty merely a guise for decay? The opulence envelops one in its embrace, yet the wilted florals remind us that all splendor fades.