Silver eye

Petals unfurl in a pale dove‑grey, each eluding light like molten silver caught in morning mist. At their heart sits a single, smoky‑charcoal orb ringed with a fine halo of luminous pearl—an “eye” that seems to hold both the hush of dawn and the secret shimmer of moonlight. Subtle veins of slate trace outward from this center, giving each blossom the look of an ancient cameo carved in silver. When a breeze stirs, the flower tips catch the slightest glint—quivering like quicksilver—before settling back into their serene, statuesque grace. The overall effect is one of quiet intensity: a bloom that watches you just as intently as you watch it, its metallic gaze both inviting and enigmatically distant.