A minimalist Arctic wasteland engulfed in a blizzard. In the foreground, a single blood-red rose lies half-buried in snowdrifts, its petals glowing faintly against the stark white. Beside it, a rusted pocket watch—frozen at 11:59—hints at a halted moment in time. Wind-carved snow ridges recede toward a horizon swallowed by swirling snow, where skeletal trees loom like specters.