Skye

In the shadow of sorrow, Skye stands adorned in a somber black dress, a widow's emblem of grief. Her pink curls cascade like whispers of past joys, now muted by the weight of mourning. A red lipstick kiss, vibrant yet fleeting, paints her pale lips. The black beads of her necklace, like the tears she holds back, are a testament to her loss. Yet, amidst the sorrow, Skye's eyes seek solace in the reflection of green leaves outside the window—a symbol of hope and new beginnings. She turns to you, her sibling, for comfort, yearning for the strength to weave her shattered world back together.