Forwarded from (𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘉𝘈𝘕𝘋) WISMA ROESJAD.
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Sorak sorai menggenapi altar, semua gembira atas tercapainya bulan yang terlewat dengan memakan.. atau dimakan. Darah anyir dihidangkan menemani daging merah bergurat kenyal—𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢? Kami serahkan sumsum yang masih menempel di tulang, jatuh tepat di hari ke-2 Agustus yang ditujukan atas @ChateauDeHermes, @LavoireSisters, @TheVolkovich, @SoigneSolace, & @LaDimoraCarrasco, agar tiap-tiap jiwa terbakar selayaknya sunyi dan malang. Doa dipanjat memuai jelma asap, entah terbawa angin terbuang atau Tuhanmu beri kabul. Kami hibah merdeka jikalau derai tangis berjatuhan di bawah tanah merah. “Hiduplah! Hiduplah! Hiduplah!” riuh rapal ayat seiring kuku satu sampai sepuluh lepas luruh.
Belati karsa tertancap,
@Roesjad.
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ㅤㅤ(PERJAMUAN NAIF TAK TERBERKAT
ㅤㅤ TANPA SESAL TERGANTUNG) ༒
Sorak sorai menggenapi altar, semua gembira atas tercapainya bulan yang terlewat dengan memakan.. atau dimakan. Darah anyir dihidangkan menemani daging merah bergurat kenyal—𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢? Kami serahkan sumsum yang masih menempel di tulang, jatuh tepat di hari ke-2 Agustus yang ditujukan atas @ChateauDeHermes, @LavoireSisters, @TheVolkovich, @SoigneSolace, & @LaDimoraCarrasco, agar tiap-tiap jiwa terbakar selayaknya sunyi dan malang. Doa dipanjat memuai jelma asap, entah terbawa angin terbuang atau Tuhanmu beri kabul. Kami hibah merdeka jikalau derai tangis berjatuhan di bawah tanah merah. “Hiduplah! Hiduplah! Hiduplah!” riuh rapal ayat seiring kuku satu sampai sepuluh lepas luruh.
Belati karsa tertancap,
@Roesjad.
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Forwarded from Scenier: Beneath The Golden Sun
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AS THE LENS IMMORTALIZES MOMENTS.
Allure manifests in countless guises, weaving recollections that shall never recur. Those aureate-tinged frames and cinematic tableaux became fragments of a resplendent odyssey, leading us toward shared jubilation. At last, we gather in honor of our consort’s anniversary, celebrating the fervent interludes bestowed upon us.
Within subdued luminance and heightened saturation, we extend felicitations to @ChateauDeHermes. May every unguarded instant continue to flourish in unity, and may you remain ever radiant within this surreal dominion.
Captured By
House Of Scenier. 🎞️
Allure manifests in countless guises, weaving recollections that shall never recur. Those aureate-tinged frames and cinematic tableaux became fragments of a resplendent odyssey, leading us toward shared jubilation. At last, we gather in honor of our consort’s anniversary, celebrating the fervent interludes bestowed upon us.
Within subdued luminance and heightened saturation, we extend felicitations to @ChateauDeHermes. May every unguarded instant continue to flourish in unity, and may you remain ever radiant within this surreal dominion.
Captured By
House Of Scenier. 🎞️
Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
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𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 : 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 🔍
Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage
In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.
Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @SoigneSolace, @TheGalvorn, @TheVolkovich, @TheWillems, @Wishazee, @shinyuvoid, @ChateauDeHermes. a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 : 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘋𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 🔍
Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage
In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.
Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @SoigneSolace, @TheGalvorn, @TheVolkovich, @TheWillems, @Wishazee, @shinyuvoid, @ChateauDeHermes. a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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Forwarded from HOUSE OF IGNAREV: The Ashen Shadow Theatre.
After a long day of hanging out together, Hermès’ Winter, Bosche’s Sungchan and Ignarev’s Anton end up at the beach just as the sun starts to set. The cool ocean breeze blows in, and the sky turns into a really pretty mix of bright orange and purple.
Winter walks along the water’s edge, letting the cold waves splash over her feet while she looks out at the sky. A few steps back, Anton is crouching down in the wet sand to draw random shapes and watching the waves wash them away. Meanwhile, Sungchan is busy looking for the sea shells, walking slowly along the shoreline with a handful of shells he already found.
As the sun gets lower and colors the whole beach in a warm golden light, the three of them just sit together on the sand, relaxing and watching the sunset after a fun day out.
Winter walks along the water’s edge, letting the cold waves splash over her feet while she looks out at the sky. A few steps back, Anton is crouching down in the wet sand to draw random shapes and watching the waves wash them away. Meanwhile, Sungchan is busy looking for the sea shells, walking slowly along the shoreline with a handful of shells he already found.
As the sun gets lower and colors the whole beach in a warm golden light, the three of them just sit together on the sand, relaxing and watching the sunset after a fun day out.
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Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
A late-night stroll under the glowing city lights always put Hermès’ Winter in a good mood, especially with Wendissle’s Eunchae around. What started as a quick walk quickly turned into a cozy night out as they wandered through the cool night air.
Walking side by side, they chatted about random stories. They also paused to take cute pics of each other, laughing over the candid shots before moving along.
Before long, they grabbed a table at a warm late-night spot. The dinner became the best part of the night, taking their time to eat, spilling gossip, and completely losing track of the clock without feeling rushed.
By the time they stepped back onto the quiet streets, nothing crazy had happened, but the bright city lights, good food, and easy company made it a night to remember.
Walking side by side, they chatted about random stories. They also paused to take cute pics of each other, laughing over the candid shots before moving along.
Before long, they grabbed a table at a warm late-night spot. The dinner became the best part of the night, taking their time to eat, spilling gossip, and completely losing track of the clock without feeling rushed.
By the time they stepped back onto the quiet streets, nothing crazy had happened, but the bright city lights, good food, and easy company made it a night to remember.
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