She walks outside, sniffs the fresh air, feels like it's her peace there. She looks at all the flowers growing. But one flower stands out to her the most. The dark red rose. She admires it's petals and it's beauty. And then, in the distance, she sees it, a whole bush full of roses.
- In fields of roses
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