The Lush Paradox

In a room drenched in verdant hues, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded frames capture the fleeting essence of decay, one muses: is it the art that adorns the walls or the dust that breathes life into them?

In a room drenched in verdant hues, where velvet whispers secrets and gilded frames capture the fleeting essence of decay, one muses: is it the art that adorns the walls or the dust that breathes life into them?