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 :


  ❝ AFFAIR BELOVED MIDDLE ❞
      The Persimmon ; Lorraine Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's stand quiet with glowing fruit like little lanterns. Its branches hold the calm of autumn, and the sweetness it offers feels like a gentle gift from the fading light.

        “The fruit looks soft.”
“That’s persimmon. Sweet as
            the season itself.”


    ‘🪾🍃 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 :


  ❝ AFFAIR BELOVED MIDDLE ❞
      The Coffee ; Maxcson Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's grow quietly, its berries deep like little secrets. Leaves shine in soft light, and the air around it carries a calm warmth. Like early mornings filled with gentle promise.

        "See the berries?"
"Coffee, like quiet mornings wrapped in green."


    ‘🪾🍃 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 :


  ❝ MIDDLE GOLDEN THREAD ❞
      The White Oak ; Jeremiah Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's stand wide and steady, its bark pale like old stone. Its branches reach with quiet strength, offering shade, calm, and the feeling that you’ve found something lasting.

        “See that oak?”
“White oak. Quiet, strong, and kind of timeless.”


    ‘🪾🍃 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 :


  ❝ MIDDLE GOLDEN THREAD ❞
      The Maple ; Münn Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's glow with gentle fire in fall, its leaves like soft sparks in the breeze. It stands with quiet charm, turning sunlight into color and stillness into something golden.

        "See the maple leaves?"
"They look like little fires in the wind."


    ‘🪾🍃 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 :


  ❝ MIDDLE GOLDEN THREAD ❞
      The Citrus ; Ziluo Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
He's glow with bright fruit, little suns hanging in green. Its leaves smell fresh and sharp, and the air around it feels awake. Like morning wrapped in sweetness and light.

        “That tree’s glowing.”
“Citrus trees always look like they’re smiling.”


    ‘🪾🍃 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 :


  ❝ MIDDLE GOLDEN THREAD ❞
      The Wattle ; Wouna Blanc.
      ────────────────── 𒄬
She's bloom in golden clouds, soft and bright against its slender leaves. It carries the lightness of early spring, where the air feels new and the world hums with quiet joy.

        “That wattle’s glowing.”
“Yeah, like sunshine growing on branches.”


    ‘🪾🍃 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