▌ Matte black bone texture entangled with dark velvet roses, thorns grazing fingertips with subtle friction, filled with cool gel—like touching love blooming from a grave.
▌ Squeeze to feel the clash of pain and softness, as if hearing whispers between decaying bones and blossoming petals: "Pain is proof of life, yet romance thrives beyond death."
"The skull may decay, but the rose remains with you."