The cemetery gates creek open as you walk through them. Inside, a doorless tomb calls you through the wind. As you enter, the air becomes suddenly still, damp with the bones of those long ago. And there you notice a solitary rose placed upon a concrete grave. Has it always been there? 

Notes of damask rose dwell among dust, concrete, even damp wood to conjure a scene of life among the dead. And a long-lost lover that isn't forgotten.

6-oz. glass jar with metal lid.

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