Forwarded from XIDETINS CHRISTMAS BASH. 🎄
With the arrival of this winter’s first snow, the elfs have delivered a letter for the family you were born into: I went through our fireplace this morning, as I looked to our window to see this season’s first snow. 🏡 To my true bone of life, @CasaLaDuvall, I’ve been wanting to make this holiday as special as it should be! With this devotion, I’m wishing you, a Merry merry Christmas! 🎅🏻❤️
Sincerely,
Duvall’s Ian ☃️
Sincerely,
Duvall’s Ian ☃️
Forwarded from The Calsearth Ledger: Ales of The Old World
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COURTESY OF WINTER / ☃️♥
Hush & Paper—Stars.
This small winter postcard drifts gently toward @CasaLaDuvall. Folded wishes &, wrapped in soft cold, and a smile meant to arrive gently. Sealed in quiet chrome, a soft bruise folded between paper hours. I let the cold sign its name slowly, lace the silence with patient light, and leave this hush where your hands may find it. The night behaves politely here, cups of dimness set on the table, petals of frost learning how to stay, nothing hurries the ink. And.. only a calm damage resting in place, waiting to be held! ♡
Sealed with warmth,
Wonyoung.
COURTESY OF WINTER / ☃️♥
Hush & Paper—Stars.
This small winter postcard drifts gently toward @CasaLaDuvall. Folded wishes &, wrapped in soft cold, and a smile meant to arrive gently. Sealed in quiet chrome, a soft bruise folded between paper hours. I let the cold sign its name slowly, lace the silence with patient light, and leave this hush where your hands may find it. The night behaves politely here, cups of dimness set on the table, petals of frost learning how to stay, nothing hurries the ink. And.. only a calm damage resting in place, waiting to be held! ♡
Sealed with warmth,
Wonyoung.
Forwarded from 📌 HOLMES BASE: INCOSS
#LettersofChristmas. This little note finds its way slowly, drifting toward @CasaLaDuvall without asking to be read right away. It waited. Winter suggested patience. The paper kept its breath steady. Some things were folded carefully inside—nothing loud, just small intentions resting between lines. The cold stayed polite, letting the ink move at its own pace. Light leaned in, curious but respectful. There’s a softness here that doesn’t rush to explain itself. A pause meant to be kept. A trace of care placed gently, hoping to be noticed only when the moment feels right.
With lots of love,
Ahn Hyoseop.
With lots of love,
Ahn Hyoseop.
Forwarded from Fiery Circus Ringmaster: The Halton.
Late afternoon settles quietly over the indoor court. Duvall’s Hyoseop shows up first, dribbling slow, letting the echo fill the space. Not long after, Halton’s Bogum joins him, tying his laces, easing into the moment. They drift into a half-court game, no score, no rush. Just easy passes, casual shots, a bit of teasing when one misses. Between plays, they pause, catching their breath, letting the court decide the pace. Nothing planned, nothing serious. Just Duvall’s Hyoseop and Halton’s Bogum sharing the space, enjoying the game as the afternoon moves on. 🏀
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