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⠀      ׁ ౨ ✉️ gonna steal your heart . . .
                         Heart Steallar

in this small space, we learn that the heart has its own way of greeting the world sometimes quietly, sometimes with feelings that aren't always easy to explain. it isn't just a passing date, but a silent rhythm that reminds you that you're still together, still strong, and still able to stand despite the tough days.

( . . . ) this is special tag for you who celebrate today: @Hjerts @HomeofSwift @KiiiVerses

let your small comment be a gentle reminder that you’re not alone. here, you’re welcome to pause, take a deep breath, and give yourself space. may your days continue to flow with warmth, despite the sometimes changing weather within your own body.

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                                       @HeartSteallar
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ㅤ PUISSANCE VERSE ORBITED ALONGSIDE
ㅤ THE DIRGE: BEFELL IN CONSPICUOUS
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 8TH OF JAN.  🎞

Jotted down the powerful society embossed by equanimity has already set up for limitless purposes. Threnody entwined within eurythmics once gyrated in between devoid space. Hitherto, six strums guitar and piano chanted to finesse day that endowed for the greatest present has ever happened. The incredible momentum is seized in lyrics for @KiiiVerses, @homeofswift, @GuildOfDvornikov, @Grimlace. Engrossed this magnificent time where all the euphonious synchronized alongside portraits hung around the wall. There shall commemorate the day where felicity flocked in, witnessing the novelty created by a tangible realm while amalgamated in the serenade. Nonetheless, we are hoping for the endless jollification remarked on your extravagant day.

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘴,
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 🖋 @VerseOfArtists.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(8th.)  :  Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?

It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @PUTlHABUABU, @HomeOfSwift, @LaSiegern, @GuildofDvornikov, @Hjerts, @Grimlace and @Kiiiverses who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.

Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht

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ㅤㅤㅤ   ㅤ男性記念日おめでとう!
Morning shall celebrate in joy with @Caelthwynn! 🌱🍎₊˚⊹ 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

Soft days find their way to our den, where your smile lingers like sunlight on the floor—Hush in between heartbeats into our bonds related together, peace for @GuildOfDvornikov, @KiiiVerses, @Hjerts, @Grimlace, & @HomeOfSwift finally enough. Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.

Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace! 🍃♥️

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  ..₊⋆.˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 .₊° ༘˙⋆
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‘౨ৎ BENEATH THE MIST AND
   THE BREATH OF FROST,
                 SHADOWS BLOOM WHILE  🃜
           THE LIGHT LEARNS TO BEGIN AGAIN.

at January 8th.. wind drifts through a sleepless sky, brushing against towers that dream in silence. Mist curls around the castle’s edge, where echoes turn to gold and vanish.

✾⬪˙ Beneath the breath of frost, a stag watches, timeless and still. In the quiet between dusk and dawn, @Eunflare, @LaSiegern, @HomeOfSwift, @EverbloomTales, @Hoonsweth, @PUTlHABUABU, @GRIMLACE, @GuildofDvornikov and @Hjerts﹔ stand where shadow meets light, unspoken, yet seen. Power hums in every heartbeat, in the soft defiance of those who choose to rise.

ㅤ.. ㅤㅤLet the dark unfold, let the light bend; for even in stillness, the world remembers how to begin again.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ            ⚔﹔ soft devotion,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ                 @CastleOfEryndor
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ㅤ       ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Enchanting transforms
ㅤ      the intangible into something
ㅤ                    extraordinary.          ㅤ

Sumptuous and jubilant festivity, Hedgehog and Oscar gathered around the campfire while the raucous cheers of their siblings became the most delightful symphony of the evening. Precisely at midnight, the bell tolled, and everyone erupted in joyous celebration of their cherished camaraderie with: @Grimlace, @kiiiverses, @Hjerts, @LaSiegern, @HomeOfSwift, @EverbloomTales, @Hoonsweth, @PUTlHABUABU, and @GuildofDvornikov as the dark sky gradually brightened with moonlight and the shimmering stars that enhanced the allure. Profound appreciation was conveyed. As a token of everlasting joy, never cease to express heartfelt gratitude. This treasured moment will be carried forward through clenched fists and grace, surrounded by kind-hearted individuals each day. May we sustain a friendship brimming with joy forever.

Written with heartiness, 
Guild of Clardforge.

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‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive @HoonSweth, @PUTlHABUABU, @TheHalesworth, @LaSiegern, @EverbloomTales, @GuildofDvornikov, @HomeOfSwift, @Hjerts, @KiiiVerses, and @Grimlace. transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.


ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.

ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)

Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement—@TheHalesworth, @Hoonsweth, @Eunflare, @LaSiegern, @EverbloomTales, @HomeOfSwift, @Grimlace, @GuildofDvornikov, @Hjerts, @KiiiVerses —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow

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  Filed under: The Wendissle Dossier 🔍
Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage

In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.

Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @Hoonsweth, @HomeOfSwift @EverbloomTales, @LaSiegern, @PUTlHABUABU, @GuildOfDvornikov, @Hjerts, @kiiiverses, @Grimlace. a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.


Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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