Forwarded from TWS Sorority! #NoTragedyWithUs.
THE LONG-AWAITED PARTY: TWS
NEW GOALS: BEGINS! [
27/4] ☆🎯 5TH CHANCE #NoTragedyWithUs.The macrocosm has reverberated to gravel,
fact-finding what they sought for 20 centenial.
Briskness at an acceleration permeated
beside cerulean and porcelain glitter. Embrace
six half-pint: be cadre in corresponding aim.
… .°. …
SHINYU / DOHOON / YOUNGJAE
HANJIN / JIHOON / KYUNGMIN
… .*. …
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BËRG. | Blekr 26.4 ft. FERAL: DRAGONLØRD
ᛋᛏᚱᛁᚦ: “STEEL '⅋ SALT ENDURE..”
Saga of Frostbound Skies,
Kindled by Hearthfire & Silent Skýfǫr.↻
Before runes found a name, before a bone—carved compass ever trembled, only a saga endured within the glow of eldr of a dreki that chooses the rider, never the reverse. ۬۟۬ 𖤦ᰰ Raised on half spoken sögur and storm bound varnaðarorð, on salt worn charts and weather split leiðir, beneath stars that never break oath nor ljós. @DiemerHall Thus began the ferð—not by sail, nor by oar but by hunger rooted deep within the soul, while örlög sharpened its unseen blade in shadow. For the North does not beckon the untested. It tempers. ᛁᛏ ᛏᚱᛁᛖᛋ. And when flame weds sky, no rider is born—only chosen.
[ . . . ] E. 793 ː CHRONICLES OF BËRG. 𖡹⭛
Frostbound Omen Unyielding
The Flamebound Skyward Ascend
Whispered By Örlög & Stjörnur: Bound
ᛋᛏᚱᛁᚦ: “STEEL '⅋ SALT ENDURE..”
Saga of Frostbound Skies,
Kindled by Hearthfire & Silent Skýfǫr.↻
Before runes found a name, before a bone—carved compass ever trembled, only a saga endured within the glow of eldr of a dreki that chooses the rider, never the reverse. ۬۟۬ 𖤦ᰰ Raised on half spoken sögur and storm bound varnaðarorð, on salt worn charts and weather split leiðir, beneath stars that never break oath nor ljós. @DiemerHall Thus began the ferð—not by sail, nor by oar but by hunger rooted deep within the soul, while örlög sharpened its unseen blade in shadow. For the North does not beckon the untested. It tempers. ᛁᛏ ᛏᚱᛁᛖᛋ. And when flame weds sky, no rider is born—only chosen.
[ . . . ] E. 793 ː CHRONICLES OF BËRG. 𖡹⭛
Frostbound Omen Unyielding
The Flamebound Skyward Ascend
Whispered By Örlög & Stjörnur: Bound
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Gather close, drengr of the north. The tide of wyrd shifts and the runed map begins to murmur. Guided by salt worn instinct, ink-marked routes and hunger for the unknown, the path leads beyond calm waters into mist, echo and ember-lit horizons. Seekers of…