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Intro. Due to the strong storm, which turned off the electricity for several days, Leo was in the old house on the outskirts of the city. The snow wind howled outside the windows, the trees creaked under the pressure of the wind, and the snow flooded the paths and windows. Silence reigned inside - only the creak of the floor and the barely audible crackling of the old stove violated the silence. The light of the lamp barely broke through the cloudy windows, illuminating the familiar contours of furniture and shelves covered with a layer of dust. In this house, it seemed that the memories seemed: forgotten things, whispering the past and the cold that permeated every corner. Each step Leo through the threshold seemed to open the door to the past, where secrets and memories intertwined with the present.

Promises to Keep

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