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... hand she clutched as they walked through the Iliade Castle halls, afraid of losing her way, the flowers they nurtured together in the garden, the bedtime stories whispered before sleep, and the stray cat she had begged to adopt.
When Sylvia reflected on her past, her memories spanned only eight years—the short time she had with her mother.
Human memories accumulate like grains of sand. The oldest ones settled at the bottom, with countless others piling on top. As time passed, the ...
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