Their Memories
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The gentle scent of the roses has awakened the memories of summers gone in her grandfather's garden. But winter is much as equally gentle and better than summer when she used to visit her grandparents' house. But of course, secrets will be discovered hidden within the house that no man has ever witness to the other side.
Maybe like... spirits and demons.
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