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pandang pertama lihat wifies langsung suka 🙈
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Forwarded from Tales of The Winter Seasons: The Edurne Familie.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇
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A gentle bloom of winter lays across the Oberland, tender upon our windowpane. Beneath the hush of snowfall and gleaming rooftops, We send our warmth to those whose presence once graced our hearth—and to those whose names may yet be written into the folds of our family.
Passage is open to the following hearts:
✧ The Warmth of Mother’s Embrace. (1980–1990)
✧ The Gentle Northwinds, Uncles. (1993–1998)
✧ The Lightbearers, Childrens. (2000–2010)
If your heart has wandered long enough, and your name still lingers, we welcome your return through @EdurneBot with the format:
Wo der Schnee deinen Namen trägt, Edurne Familie.
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇
Printed in: Bernese Oberland, Sunday, the 13th of July, 2025.
Notice: The Season of Return is Upon Us
Current Chapter: Welcoming Those Who Long Gently
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A gentle bloom of winter lays across the Oberland, tender upon our windowpane. Beneath the hush of snowfall and gleaming rooftops, We send our warmth to those whose presence once graced our hearth—and to those whose names may yet be written into the folds of our family.
Passage is open to the following hearts:
✧ The Warmth of Mother’s Embrace. (1980–1990)
✧ The Gentle Northwinds, Uncles. (1993–1998)
✧ The Lightbearers, Childrens. (2000–2010)
If your heart has wandered long enough, and your name still lingers, we welcome your return through @EdurneBot with the format:
Salutations from the Heart of Winter. I, (name + muse + year of birth) and @username, with a frost-kissed soul and a willing heart, yearn to be a smither of Edurne’s warmth. May my return fall kindly among the snow.
Wo der Schnee deinen Namen trägt, Edurne Familie.
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Those now engaged in festivities can lay claim to this ever-rare moment of radiant worth: short yet grace-laden. Season of sunbathing has come upon us when hearts rejoice in triumph. 🌻
Shall we sing a melody of fortune, through shines of yellowed beam. This is the time of hope, when happiness flows in streams of golden wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the delightful company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity fired beneath the free-giving sun of summer—a time when souls are coming into freedom under the sun, and joy can flow readily from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @TheSaltreign, @TeenBuds, 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.
Shall we sing a melody of fortune, through shines of yellowed beam. This is the time of hope, when happiness flows in streams of golden wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the delightful company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity fired beneath the free-giving sun of summer—a time when souls are coming into freedom under the sun, and joy can flow readily from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @TheSaltreign, @TeenBuds, 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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