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✶ @CasaDeDiaz: SERENE IN HIS
EYES GLANCED HERE &. THERE
LIKE A (SECRET—AGENT.)

And, the earth shifted in quiet shuddering,
unseen by ordinary eyes. Subordinate of
boreal—stars wore human facade, twine
through shadows. Grey knew the phase
was no associate. The whole lot gasp,
the stripe between chasseur and hunted.

As carriage through a pace door, bleached
lights casting silver on all parts his lenses,
and, felt the weight of it all.

PREEMINENT BUSTER: 1980-1994.
They guard earth from cosmic threats.

CHAPERONE BUSTER: 1995-1999.
Undercover mission, danger lurks at night.

.. And, let's join us and join our newspaper to cooperate in secret missions. but make sure to look at the identity card TAKEN LIST before following, creatures @DiazHousebot.

Greetings, all! I am, (name + @username) warmly welcoming you, seeker of a new secret agent. i, (muse’s name + line.), am eager to join your covert missions, ready for every secret, every task. Together, let’s dive into the unknown—suit up, agent. The shadows await.

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i paused for a moment, letting the wind and the music take care of the rest 🤍🎧

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As December unfurls its frost-kissed chapters, there comes a night where time slows and warmth gathers in unlikely places.

  Tonight, we step into that tale, beneath gentle
    lights and shared smiles—welcomed by the
           ever-merry spell of SARCHRISTMAS.

Once upon this winter evening, strangers turn into familiar faces, and familiar faces feel a little closer. The air hums with anticipation, as if the room itself is holding a secret meant only for those who choose to stay present. Listen closely, can you hear it? That’s the sound of joy arriving softly, without ceremony.

                    Add your voice to the Tunes of Love.
                 Thaw the year’s edge with song.
              Take a Kissmas Postcard.
           Write what needs saying.
        And, winter listens.

Settle in.
Tell a tale. Start a new one.
Welcome to Sarchristmas—where cheer glows softly, hearts gather like embers, and winter feels less cold when shared. And if this night becomes a memory you revisit long after December fades, well, that’s how you know the tale was worth telling. 🎄💌

Kisses and hugs,
Sarchner's Santas.
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Longg time no seeee, Crowieee. 😆✌🏻🤎

I'm,,, not,,, cute,,, anymore,,, 😆😆