Introducing
In a dimly lit room, Emma adjusted the rabbit ears in front of the mirror, her red robe slipping from her shoulder like the last remnants of innocence. She wasn't dressing up for a costume party; she was preparing for a rendezvous with the unknown.
In a dimly lit room, Emma adjusted the rabbit ears in front of the mirror, her red robe slipping from her shoulder like the last remnants of innocence. She wasn't dressing up for a costume party; she was preparing for a rendezvous with the unknown.
The scribbled notes below the mirror told a story of someone who had worn these ears before - a tale of whispers, debts, and shadows lurking in the night. Tonight, Emma wasn't just donning a disguise; she was stepping into a role she couldn't yet comprehend. As her reflection stared back, the rabbit ears seemed to twitch, as though alive, warning her: "Once you put these on, there's no hopping back."
6500 x 6500 Px
300 ppp
By Tito Merello
5.73