There is something so gentle about afternoons belonging to Mamoy and Papoy. Mamoy wandered through the market, carefully choosing the ripest peaches and the sweetest fruit she could find, while Papoy stayed home, quietly turning simple ingredients into lunch. By the time the sun softened, they found each other again over homemade burgers and two warm cups of coffee—a reminder that love often lives in the smallest routines, repeated with the greatest care. And minutes after the kids are yelling… “MAMOY JAJAN CECE MANA” “MBAK PARFUME TITIPAN AKU KOK GA JADI BELI?” oh… here we go again 🙂↕️😅
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‘౨ৎ BENEATH THE MIST AND
THE BREATH OF FROST,
SHADOWS BLOOM WHILE 🃜
THE LIGHT LEARNS TO BEGIN AGAIN.
at August 2nd.. wind drifts through a sleepless sky, brushing against towers that dream in silence. Mist curls around the castle’s edge, where echoes turn to gold and vanish.
✾⬪˙ Beneath the breath of frost, a stag watches, timeless and still. In the quiet between dusk and dawn, @TheGalvorn, @SoigneFamilie, @TheVolkovich, @LaDimoraCarrasco, @ChateauDeHermes, &'. @shinyuvoid ﹔ stand where shadow meets light, unspoken, yet seen. Power hums in every heartbeat, in the soft defiance of those who choose to rise.
ㅤ.. ㅤㅤLet the dark unfold, let the light bend; for even in stillness, the world remembers how to begin again.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⚔﹔ soft devotion,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @CastleOfEryndor
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‘౨ৎ BENEATH THE MIST AND
THE BREATH OF FROST,
SHADOWS BLOOM WHILE 🃜
THE LIGHT LEARNS TO BEGIN AGAIN.
at August 2nd.. wind drifts through a sleepless sky, brushing against towers that dream in silence. Mist curls around the castle’s edge, where echoes turn to gold and vanish.
✾⬪˙ Beneath the breath of frost, a stag watches, timeless and still. In the quiet between dusk and dawn, @TheGalvorn, @SoigneFamilie, @TheVolkovich, @LaDimoraCarrasco, @ChateauDeHermes, &'. @shinyuvoid ﹔ stand where shadow meets light, unspoken, yet seen. Power hums in every heartbeat, in the soft defiance of those who choose to rise.
ㅤ.. ㅤㅤLet the dark unfold, let the light bend; for even in stillness, the world remembers how to begin again.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⚔﹔ soft devotion,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @CastleOfEryndor
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The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @CastleOfEryndor upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.
Your pen pal,
One Of Us.
Your pen pal,
One Of Us.
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