Chronicles of Heisenbërg : Rider of the Northwind.
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TWIL!GHT ÆSIR : ØDE OF DRAG𖤍N HONOR
@HEILLBERGBOT@BERGSFSBOT

Gleaming visage, drengr of might
with ljós in thine steadfast eyes;
as a víkingr dragon──borne, thou
 ridest from cloud kissed heights.
🔗@BERGHOARD.
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Finally a long weekend! We know that this is the perfect time to spend time together, like a fancy dinner? Well, there's no harm in spending our salary on ourself, right? Because after thousands of debates and plans, we finally got the right time and right placee too! To save money, we'd naturally go together, right? Luckily, Ignis's Ten was willing to drive, but since there were so many of us, one person couldn't do it, right? So, Heisenbërg's Aou also drove. The trip didn't take long, we arrived at our destination in 15 minutes. It was quite crowded because this place was going viral, but luckily, we had already reserved a VVIP seat 😆 (Thanks to Loughrey’s Natsha for the reservation)

A little chaos is okay, because dinner today is full of little pranks, starting from Lorth's Aou who tried to take the chicken wings of Loughrey's Krit and Schmidt's Progress also Hefflins's Bonnie who tried to tickle Sjarns's Wave, the VVIP room was even filled with laughter, the loudest of which was definitely Heisenbërg's Keen who was talking about an inside joke with Scalden's Kenji and Sjarns's Parn, but it was still enveloped in warmth, night fell and our stomachs were full, it was time for us to return to our respective homes, that's all for today, bye!
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soft afternoons like this feel almost unreal, i wandered into a quiet bookstore first, letting the scent of pages and ink wrap around me as i took my time between the shelves, then drifted to the park where the breeze felt gentle and everything slowed down just right, and before the day faded i stopped by a cozy café for a cold drink and some pastel donuts that looked too pretty to eat, watching golden hour melt into the streets, i realized days like this don’t need anything grand, just soft moments and a heart willing to linger a little longer. 🪻*:·.
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iklan dulu, panggil aku habibi beyis
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seems like all i needed today was a hug, and i got it from my favorite unnies: reedwart’s karina and heisenbërg’s karina ♡ oh, but i didn’t know the dance challenge would come with hugs at the beginning and the end, but i definitely couldn’t say that’s a no no hehe ^ 3 ^ thank uou so much for your time! cathéct’s ryujinnie really appreciates it, unnies! ♥️
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MauLagiMauLagiMauLagi 😍 Thank you, Cathéct’s Ryujiinn!! Kapankapan kita main lagi ok
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BËRG.  |  Blekr 5.4  ft.  FERAL:  DRAGONLØRD
ᛋᛏᚱᛁᚦ: “STEEL  '⅋  SALT  ENDURE..”


Saga of Frostbound Skies,
Kindled by Hearthfire & Silent Stjörnur.↻

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. @Monocruel @CasaSeretti @TheHutchinsons @HouseOfDulcia 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. It tries. And when flame weds sky, no rider is born—only chosen.



       [ . . . ] E. 793 ː HEISENBËRG. 𖡹⭛
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