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Forwarded from BEOMQUESTERS: Fun Adventure with Beomgyu!
few guild seals remainꑭ🕹️⋆˚ each a mark upon the eternal ledger.. get ready, commence your genesis ⤷ ..witness your fate compile.
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proceed to second gate ◌
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ㅤ✹ㅤrecruitment phase:
ㅤ seeking beomgyu vanguards 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ
SELECT YOUR BEOMGYU PATH!
𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚄𝙿𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴: ↻ 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚈 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚃
📟▘ֱ vanguards of dawn, architects of wonder advance. ⋆your campaign awaits! select artifact ⤷
◁ STANDBY FOR REBIRTH ▷
if your status reads destined ally willing to sync your progress to our server, upload your access token:
⠀⠀▖⡫⠀ ⠀ ֱ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⑉▱ ⠀ ⁕⢰
⠀⠀ ⠀▱⁕ 「⠀👾⠀」 ▖⑆ ◨⑈
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we revere all who choose 'new game'. may your rolls be critical, and your revives swift. we await you at the next checkpoint!
「WORLDSTATE: @BeomQuesters.」
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proceed to second gate ◌
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ACTIVATE ⋆ϟ SECOND GATEㅤ
QUEST LOG : UNFOLDS ✮⃝🎮ㅤ✹ㅤrecruitment phase:
INITIATEDㅤ seeking beomgyu vanguards 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ
SELECT YOUR BEOMGYU PATH!
𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚄𝙿𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴: ↻ 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚈 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚃
📟▘ֱ vanguards of dawn, architects of wonder advance. ⋆your campaign awaits! select artifact ⤷
forge your class. ◁ STANDBY FOR REBIRTH ▷
if your status reads destined ally willing to sync your progress to our server, upload your access token:
greetings! i, name + username with muse as my faceclaim, humbly seek to join the ranks of your esteemed paguy. ready to embark upon this fated journey, i await the call to unite with fellow seekers in the quest that lies ahead.⠀⠀▖⡫⠀ ⠀ ֱ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⑉▱ ⠀ ⁕⢰
⠀⠀ ⠀▱⁕ 「⠀👾⠀」 ▖⑆ ◨⑈
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TRANSMIT TO: @BamkyusBot.we revere all who choose 'new game'. may your rolls be critical, and your revives swift. we await you at the next checkpoint!
「WORLDSTATE: @BeomQuesters.」
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Those now engaged in festivities can lay claim to this mounds of snow, which resulting from year’s-end blizzard, lie heaped in silence. ❄️
White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations @thirensoles @KatsOfCovet @Beomquesters @Dewmourne @HouseOfCarterez @MaisonOfNethers turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad.
White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations @thirensoles @KatsOfCovet @Beomquesters @Dewmourne @HouseOfCarterez @MaisonOfNethers turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad.
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(Daygather: Returns.) ❦
IIㅡSeason’s Favour: Tabled in Quiet Bloom
“.. Linen—Spun 16.” Reverie Accord.
The clock turns, like the slow pouring of sunlight over wooden floors. This day, carried in softened breath and cupboard warmth, we re-align with the season, marking not just our age, but the harvest of our being. Moments stitched from old laughter, early hours, and buttered quietude make up our shape. We are not sudden, we are brewed. The season remembers us in light, like a song hummed over dishes.
This page of the calendar bends gently in your favor. Let our breath settle into its place beneath summer rafters. We are here, once more, as we’ve always been—together, like a note in the familial key. In all ways that matter, cheers to our day, Swift's Seonghyeon.
Calendula Recurred /.. (Cupboard, Flare.)
Restitched Beneath Apricene Rafters. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
(Daygather: Returns.) ❦
IIㅡSeason’s Favour: Tabled in Quiet Bloom
“.. Linen—Spun 16.” Reverie Accord.
The clock turns, like the slow pouring of sunlight over wooden floors. This day, carried in softened breath and cupboard warmth, we re-align with the season, marking not just our age, but the harvest of our being. Moments stitched from old laughter, early hours, and buttered quietude make up our shape. We are not sudden, we are brewed. The season remembers us in light, like a song hummed over dishes.
This page of the calendar bends gently in your favor. Let our breath settle into its place beneath summer rafters. We are here, once more, as we’ve always been—together, like a note in the familial key. In all ways that matter, cheers to our day, Swift's Seonghyeon.
Calendula Recurred /.. (Cupboard, Flare.)
Restitched Beneath Apricene Rafters. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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SIMPLY LIFE
When we see they grow and being mature all day, we realised That they will be busy in their own world. And the thing we can do is help them when they whine to us. They're my beloved son and daughter ❤️.
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Those now engaged in festivities can lay claim to this mounds of snow, which resulting from year’s-end blizzard, lie heaped in silence. ❄️
White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @TeenBuds, @TheAescendants, @ningrounds, @RosierGateau, turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad as morning. Let it not be forgotten: such days are the poetry of life, while you are its beloved verses.
White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @TeenBuds, @TheAescendants, @ningrounds, @RosierGateau, turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad as morning. Let it not be forgotten: such days are the poetry of life, while you are its beloved verses.
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Forwarded from THE BOYZ VILLAGE.
ㅤsilhoutte: 🩻⠲ㅤvol. 1998
(architecture of the unkempt)
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ㅤas the traffic lights bleed red and gold
across his face, he finds a solitary bench.
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he doesn’t belong to the polished glass towers or the hurried suits; he belongs to the grit, the late-night diners, and the echoes between buildings.
/ 럭비; 11 faint white lines across
his knuckles, trophies
of a physical life. ⓘ .. 🏈