ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ      ─────────────────

  here a tender gathering of kindred  souls,
  where   teacups clink,   stories bloom  by
  hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
  in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Cinnamon ; Sastrayu Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's hold warmth in its bark, like sunshine tucked into wood. Its sweet scent drifts on the breeze, wrapping the air in comfort, like a quiet hug from the heart of the earth.

        “Is that the cinnamon tree?”
“Mm, smells like warmth and something kind.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ ─────────────────

here a tender gathering of kindred souls,
where teacups clink, stories bloom by
hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Ash ; Arthur Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's stand tall with quiet grace, its branches reaching like open arms. Leaves whisper in the wind, telling stories of strength, change, and the calm that follows a storm.

       “The ash tree looks peaceful.”
“Yeah, like it's holding old quiet inside.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ ─────────────────

here a tender gathering of kindred souls,
where teacups clink, stories bloom by
hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Olive ; Isabelle Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's grow slow and steady, its leaves silver in the sun. It holds peace in its shape, old stories in its roots, and a softness that feels like home in the middle of the quiet.

        “Is that an olive tree?”
“Feels like it’s been here forever,
         just quietly watching.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ      ─────────────────

  here a tender gathering of kindred  souls,
  where   teacups clink,   stories bloom  by
  hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
  in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Larch ; Garfield Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's glow gold in fall, soft needles catching light like whispers. It stands gentle yet strong, a quiet friend in the woods, reminding us that change can be beautiful too.

        “Look at the larch tree.”
“It’s turning gold, like the forest
ㅤㅤis sighing into autumn.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ      ─────────────────

  here a tender gathering of kindred  souls,
  where   teacups clink,   stories bloom  by
  hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
  in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Jacaranda ; Mitjeva Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's bloom in purple clouds, petals falling like soft rain. It turns streets into poems, where every step feels lighter, touched by a quiet kind of magic and calm.

        “Is that a jacaranda?”
“Yeah! like a dream blooming
        in the middle of the street.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ      ─────────────────

  here a tender gathering of kindred  souls,
  where   teacups clink,   stories bloom  by
  hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
  in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Under the quiet trees, life feels calm and full of care. Laughter drifts through the leaves, and the sunlight dances on old branches. Every moment feels like a page turned softly in a well-loved storybook, with :


  ❝ SUAVE-VIRILE AUNTY & UNCLE ❞
      The Pinus ; Rejavi Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's stand tall and steady, its needles singing with the wind. The air smells crisp and clear, like mountains and quiet thoughts, where the world feels wide and time slows down.

        “Smell that? It’s the pines.”
“Yeah, like the wind came from the mountains.”


    ‘🪾🍃 𒄬  It’s the kind of place where time slows down, where people look out for each other, and every moment shared feels simple, warm, and real. Like something you’d want to keep forever.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
THROUGH THE VEIL : DE BLANC FAMILIE 𒀭
ㅤㅤㅤ whisper from the house / XI
ㅤㅤㅤ      ─────────────────

  here a tender gathering of kindred  souls,
  where   teacups clink,   stories bloom  by
  hearthlight, and love lingers like lavender
  in the warm, gentle air of home.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ㅤ          ...............ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ