AS IN MIDDLE-EARTH, NO SOUL WALKS ALONE UPON THIS ROAD. ✶

From many lands we come, by different paths and seasons, yet the gate now stands open, and the fire is lit. Here, as in the days of the Fellowship, strangers may become kin, and weary travelers may find rest. We welcome those who are still searching—for belonging, for purpose, for a place to sit beside the hearth.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ 「 These are the callings we now
lay before thee, for which
steadfast souls are sought: 」

𐎅 The Parents (1980 - 1995)
𐎅 The Aunty & Uncles (1996 - 1999)
𐎅 The Children ( 2000 - 2008)

Hail, Wardens of Ostendl. I, [username], born of the [line] lineage, come to pledge my presence to your great hall. Under the mantle of [muse name], I seek to join this kinship. Let our blades be sharp and our hearts be true as we march toward the horizon of a new age.

Pray, look upon the callings claimed before taking thy place among us, that the fellowship stand whole and true. Thereafter, send thy chosen format to us at @OstendlBot, at thy leisure.

‎ “May this be your sign to heed the call and take your place among the fellowship.”
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎⟢ With warm regards, @Ostendl.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
📁.DRAFT: Quiet corner gave rise
to something steady: THE SVEIC. *

It wasn’t made to impress, just to exist. A spot that feels like home when the city rushes by too fast, where stories brush shoulders, some sticking around, some passing like graffiti on a wall that time can’t scrub away.

Certain corners await their rightful keepers: the Parents (’80–’94) Uncle & Aunty (’95–’99), firm as the roadway that beareth the weight of years; the Eldest (’00–’03), bringing light where the night doth linger.

CLAIM YOUR SPOT! 🚧🛑

Yo, Sveic! I’m (Name, Muse, Line, @Username). Steppin’ in to claim the spot as (Parents/Aunty/Uncle/Eldest). If this city’s rhythm matches mine, then maybe this is where I’m meant to stay.

Scope the seats before you roll in, then drop your name to @sveicobot and stake your claim &. /⛐


ㅤMAY THE CITY’S HUM LEAD YOU HOME.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  “... Ere Zero Doth Fathom,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Reason It Was Bidden To Bloom
                 ──────────  Again ...” 
ㅤㅤㅤ          ENNEAD, 成为唯.

Witnesses of zeroed beginnings in bearers of harmonies refined through return, the omens go not backward but press inward, intent, thus chastened, leaving purpose whole.

  ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Endowment     ↻ ..    2026

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ   SPECIAL  ALBUM,  𝐑𝐄-𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖
         On February 2nd: #ReflowLetterForZB1
     Convergence   of   Destiny   (&.)   Becoming

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Wake up and let's eat, ceyis! Hope today you had a pleasant daay :3