An imaginaerum story...

An imaginaerum story...

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"How was grandpa mommy?" "Special.." A little boy discovers his mother's and grandfather's past. A snowman that is still alive. The family was already cursed from the time when Thomas Whitman chose the memory of his father along with the memory of his daughter. The snowman now haunts every single member and friend of the family. All of them will find themselves locked in a dark place. Thomas Whitman's mind. Will they be able to escape or will the snowman rule everyone's minds and souls? #COWAwards2018 This story is based on Nightwish's movie Imaginaerum. You may need to watch it to understand some parts of the story. It is a very nice movie. I hope you like the story based on it.
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