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THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM
(20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.)
Oh, bury your visage in worry. Something
grievous will hunt its craved place to carry.
Moreover with plausible preparation, no
flint could thwart this mandate. Don’t pray
for idyllic slumber nor amped mare, they
will be poured with the phantom of an owl
instead. To fright the gloom of dusklight,
you don’t have a cave to hide in, do you?
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THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM
(20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.)
Oh, bury your visage in worry. Something
grievous will hunt its craved place to carry.
Moreover with plausible preparation, no
flint could thwart this mandate. Don’t pray
for idyllic slumber nor amped mare, they
will be poured with the phantom of an owl
instead. To fright the gloom of dusklight,
you don’t have a cave to hide in, do you?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Names Written in Blood: The Mordis Rise with Bloodlines of the Silent Realm.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM (20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.) Oh, bury your visage in worry. Something grievous will hunt its craved place to carry. Moreover with plausible preparation, no flint…
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Names Written in Blood: The Mordis Rise with Bloodlines of the Silent Realm.
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The hands of clock cease ticking as one’s red pulse is menaced with the same possibility. Hark to The Owl’s Morose Hymn as the first phase of misery, hunger, and greed. A deadly sense that is tough to dislodge for the prey beseecher…
The hands of clock cease ticking as one’s red pulse is menaced with the same possibility. Hark to The Owl’s Morose Hymn as the first phase of misery, hunger, and greed. A deadly sense that is tough to dislodge for the prey beseecher…
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A wonderful Sunday with the best people: Blanc's Wonyoung, Léclair's Taesan, Dustborne's Ian, and Léclair's Yujin. We explored perfume shops, cozy cafés, bakeries that just opened and plenty more. After wandering around, we ended up at Ian's house to spend the rest of the day together. It was such a blast. ❤️
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Bleaf, udah velocity belum hari ini?🤙🏻🫦🤙🏻
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THE DAYS ARE GETTING CLOSER—TO WHEN
THEY RETIRE; & THE AUTUMN LEAVES ARE
STARTING TO BURST. / 18th of August.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ *
There they are, from happy words to the peace and tranquility that permeate the pleasant weather, rolling hills, and beautiful forests. A taste of heaven itself has calmed their souls when the autumn leaves fall, and they have become one with themselves. The sight of the sky, the hill, the plain, and the glittering river has awakened such memories in them. When the day finally arrived, it was spent very differently than any previous day they had spent together. The days passed by quickly, and fall arrived. Now the big trees had burst into robust life and dignity, after having appeared shrunken and sparse in the preceding months: @Ostendl, @TheEdurne, @Schouvert, @Loudrios, @RuhmerAhl, and @Ellvius. Their souls awakened and gave life; they continued to exist even though suffering may have been a trap. How joyfully too, just like every other day throughout that happiest of times. Everything was happy and in bloom during the height of the month.
In the Heart of Fall: DE BLANC FAMILIE.
THE DAYS ARE GETTING CLOSER—TO WHEN
THEY RETIRE; & THE AUTUMN LEAVES ARE
STARTING TO BURST. / 18th of August.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ *
There they are, from happy words to the peace and tranquility that permeate the pleasant weather, rolling hills, and beautiful forests. A taste of heaven itself has calmed their souls when the autumn leaves fall, and they have become one with themselves. The sight of the sky, the hill, the plain, and the glittering river has awakened such memories in them. When the day finally arrived, it was spent very differently than any previous day they had spent together. The days passed by quickly, and fall arrived. Now the big trees had burst into robust life and dignity, after having appeared shrunken and sparse in the preceding months: @Ostendl, @TheEdurne, @Schouvert, @Loudrios, @RuhmerAhl, and @Ellvius. Their souls awakened and gave life; they continued to exist even though suffering may have been a trap. How joyfully too, just like every other day throughout that happiest of times. Everything was happy and in bloom during the height of the month.
In the Heart of Fall: DE BLANC FAMILIE.
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