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hi, puppets. i have so much fun today! ♥️
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🗡 .. ╱09:21 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @CampOfLachers, @Caelthwynn, & @CathectLaFamilie moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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🗡 .. ╱09:21 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @CampOfLachers, @Caelthwynn, & @CathectLaFamilie moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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🗡 .. ╱09:22 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners @MeadowOfRoselain, @myldemoor, & @GoinYouths moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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🗡 .. ╱09:22 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners @MeadowOfRoselain, @myldemoor, & @GoinYouths moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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a-na bikin ini karna sayang koko kokonya @theignarevsbot
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🗡 .. ╱09:23 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @TheeRomanovna & @TheeNikolovich moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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🗡 .. ╱09:23 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @TheeRomanovna & @TheeNikolovich moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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Forwarded from Roselain: Searching for New Petals!
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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍.
All hail, ladies and gentlemen! With all the warmth of our home, we extend our sincerest regards to the gracious souls who have chanced upon this humble missive. It is with both pride and gentleness that we announce, @MeadowofRoselain, an English-Based family group, is presently opening its gates to welcome new branches to our family books journey.
ㅤ❀ THE HEART OF THE GARDEN; FATHER (1980—1990)
ㅤ❀ THE OUTER PETALS; UNCLE AND AUNTY (1991—1999)
ㅤ❀ THE DAWN BLOSSOM; ELDEST (2000—2004)
ㅤ❀ THE DUSK MEADOW; MIDDLE (2005—2007)
ㅤ❀ THE DEWDROP BLOOM; YOUNGEST (2008—2012)
[ ๑❀ 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖶𝖧𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖫𝖮𝖭𝖦𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖨𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖥𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖶𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖤𝖲 / 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖨𝖲 1893. ❀๑ ]
Should you feel called to join our journey while the gates remain open, by sneaking the taken list and claiming your role through our formal communiqué: @RoselainRobot. Your presence would be an honor to our halls. With deepest gratitude, may your days be ever blessed and your steps light upon this earth.
The Writers,
Roselain. 🌹
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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍.
All hail, ladies and gentlemen! With all the warmth of our home, we extend our sincerest regards to the gracious souls who have chanced upon this humble missive. It is with both pride and gentleness that we announce, @MeadowofRoselain, an English-Based family group, is presently opening its gates to welcome new branches to our family books journey.
ㅤ❀ THE HEART OF THE GARDEN; FATHER (1980—1990)
ㅤ❀ THE OUTER PETALS; UNCLE AND AUNTY (1991—1999)
ㅤ❀ THE DAWN BLOSSOM; ELDEST (2000—2004)
ㅤ❀ THE DUSK MEADOW; MIDDLE (2005—2007)
ㅤ❀ THE DEWDROP BLOOM; YOUNGEST (2008—2012)
[ ๑❀ 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖶𝖧𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖫𝖮𝖭𝖦𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖨𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖥𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖶𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖤𝖲 / 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖨𝖲 1893. ❀๑ ]
Should you feel called to join our journey while the gates remain open, by sneaking the taken list and claiming your role through our formal communiqué: @RoselainRobot. Your presence would be an honor to our halls. With deepest gratitude, may your days be ever blessed and your steps light upon this earth.
Hello, Roselain! I am (name + @username) would love to fill the family’s journey books. Hence I, (your muse’s name + your muse’s birth line) and will taking my role as (uncle/middle) with hoping to find my place among the branches of your cherished family tree and fulfill the warmth. Thank you!The Writers,
Roselain. 🌹
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🗡 .. ╱09:24 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @KasteelOfDuisterg, @HouseOfVermillion, & @RogueLorth moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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🗡 .. ╱09:24 ╱ THE STAGE LIGHT FLICKERED LIKE A DYING HEART, CASTING SHADOWS THAT DANCED ALONG THE WALLS OF THE HOUSE OF HEARTH .. ╱
“a theater that once burned with
laughter, now breathing only smoke
and memory.”
، ˖︶꒷꒦🪞 ྀ۪۪۪ ... The curtains hung heavy, soaked in whispers. The chandeliers swayed to a rhythm long forgotten, their glass eyes glinting like mourners. @KasteelOfDuisterg, @HouseOfVermillion, & @RogueLorth moved through the dusted aisles, where every seat still faced the ghost of a final act ▒░▒ 🕯🪽ྀ♩᳝ )
＼ @FlameOfIgnarev ／
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