Forwarded from Scenier: Beneath The Golden Sun
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CHAPTER : XIII,
Along With Summer Haze
A TALE OF KINSHIP / 🎥
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Once upon a time, there stood a house where no laughter was ever too loud and no tear was ever faced alone. Within the Home of Scenier Family, mornings begin with hurried footsteps and gentle reminders. Now, our story seeks new characters to fill the empty spaces within its pages.
🎞️. The Founding Reel (Eldest), produced from 1995 to 2000
🎞️. The Supporting Cast (Middle), developed from 2001 to 2006
🎞️. The Next-Gen Footage (Youngest), recorded from 2007 to 2011
Before the next frame is added to our family reel, we kindly invite you to check our TAKEN LIST. Each member already occupies a cherished place within the story, and this simple step helps every scene unfold naturally without confusion.
ㅤ ㅤPreserved In the Book
ㅤ ㅤThe Hearthbound Collection
ㅤ ㅤ@Scenier. 📼 ₊
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CHAPTER : XIII,
Along With Summer Haze
A TALE OF KINSHIP / 🎥
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Once upon a time, there stood a house where no laughter was ever too loud and no tear was ever faced alone. Within the Home of Scenier Family, mornings begin with hurried footsteps and gentle reminders. Now, our story seeks new characters to fill the empty spaces within its pages.
🎞️. The Founding Reel (Eldest), produced from 1995 to 2000
🎞️. The Supporting Cast (Middle), developed from 2001 to 2006
🎞️. The Next-Gen Footage (Youngest), recorded from 2007 to 2011
Before the next frame is added to our family reel, we kindly invite you to check our TAKEN LIST. Each member already occupies a cherished place within the story, and this simple step helps every scene unfold naturally without confusion.
Allow me to introduce myself, [Name] (@ID), portraying [Muse] and was born in [year of birth]. I humbly submit my intention to become a part of Scenier. Having admired the warmth and spirit carried within its community. Thank you for your time and consideration.
ㅤ ㅤPreserved In the Book
ㅤ ㅤThe Hearthbound Collection
ㅤ ㅤ@Scenier. 📼 ₊
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Forwarded from SSERA.FILE
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ㅤㅤ11/09 📞 drrt drrt phone buzzed . .ㅤ
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ㅤㅤparty going! shortly reached girltimeㅤ
ㅤㅤfeed with #LeSserafimMadeMyNight!
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ㅤ𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞.
ㅤ𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐮𝐧! 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐳 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮.
ㅤ𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦.
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ㅤㅤ11/09 📞 drrt drrt phone buzzed . .ㅤ
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ㅤㅤparty going! shortly reached girltimeㅤ
ㅤㅤfeed with #LeSserafimMadeMyNight!
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ㅤ𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞.
ㅤ𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐮𝐧! 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐳 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮.
ㅤ𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦.
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ㅤㅤ( .. WELCOME, WANDERER .. ) &. Warm Greetings From Where Old Legends Sleep;ㅤ\\ 🕰 //ㅤSeptember 3rd, 1943.
WRAPPED IN CANDLELIGHT AND QUIET MYSTERIES:
(Lit By Candlelight, Kept By Mystery.)
ㅤㅤThere are intervals of existence that refuse conclusion. They do not arrive as grief or longing; they simply persist beneath ordinary days, untouched and suspended, turning memory into something closer to visitation than recollection.
ㅤ‘ ... And perhaps that is why certain remnants become impossible to articulate. They survive as afterimages rather than events—an atmosphere, a cadence, a familiarity with something no longer present. Nothing asks to be retrieved; yet some things attain their fullest beauty only once they become irretrievable.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUntil Our Paths Return,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Elmswythe.
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ㅤㅤ( .. WELCOME, WANDERER .. ) &. Warm Greetings From Where Old Legends Sleep;ㅤ\\ 🕰 //ㅤSeptember 3rd, 1943.
WRAPPED IN CANDLELIGHT AND QUIET MYSTERIES:
(Lit By Candlelight, Kept By Mystery.)
ㅤㅤThere are intervals of existence that refuse conclusion. They do not arrive as grief or longing; they simply persist beneath ordinary days, untouched and suspended, turning memory into something closer to visitation than recollection.
ㅤ ────── ••• 🦉. To Those Following The Path Of Our Time Loop: @StringofScarvaine, @Reedwart, @CastleOfEryndor, and @HouseOfThimblea.
ㅤ‘ ... And perhaps that is why certain remnants become impossible to articulate. They survive as afterimages rather than events—an atmosphere, a cadence, a familiarity with something no longer present. Nothing asks to be retrieved; yet some things attain their fullest beauty only once they become irretrievable.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUntil Our Paths Return,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Elmswythe.
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This afternoon, these two cool siblings, Elmswythe’s San & Elmswythe’s Eunsoo, sneaked off to Everland Park for a little adventure! (Don’t tell Mami and Papi)
Today’s agenda was very serious:
We didn’t go to Everland just to have fun… we went there to find an excuse not to think about everything else for a while.
Today’s agenda was very serious:
🎢 Ride the attractions until our hearts got a full workout
🍿 Buy snacks because apparently, happiness requires fuel
📸 Take pictures of each other and suddenly become photographers, despite having absolutely no photography skills
😂 And most importantly: have some fun before life comes back to entertain us with its problems.
We didn’t go to Everland just to have fun… we went there to find an excuse not to think about everything else for a while.
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Forwarded from The Eternal Bond: String Of Scarvaine.
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( FORTUNE : MET. ) 1990
AS THE STRINGS ATTACHED BECOMING ONE, MEETING ANOTHER, AND DEFINE PERFECTION.
ENRAPTURING COUNTENANCED SACRIFICE WHICH MET IN REVIVING OOMPH, TO ACCOMODATE DIVERSENESS. “What… Is ‘this red-string…?” / Sumptuousness in conscious outpouring arches, to the sorcery that created leash to a traveling home. Strings lingers in my finger, within psyche of fortune which highlights the home. Felt, euphoric in sequences. What such panaroma icadescence felt, meeting the visual idyllc of soulmates. The devoting Scarvaine!
(ON SEEK FOR: FAMILIES-SIBLINGSHOOD)
CONCLUDING SUCH O’HEARTED….
∴ HANDS, AS IN OLDEST (1999-2002)
∴ TORSO, AS IN MIDDLE (2003–2005)
∴ LEGS, AS IN YOUNGEST (2006–2009)
HEADLY, STRINGS-HOLDS-US!
YOU DELIGHT TO BE WITH US
@SCARVAINEBOT STRING YOU: COME.
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( FORTUNE : MET. ) 1990
AS THE STRINGS ATTACHED BECOMING ONE, MEETING ANOTHER, AND DEFINE PERFECTION.
ENRAPTURING COUNTENANCED SACRIFICE WHICH MET IN REVIVING OOMPH, TO ACCOMODATE DIVERSENESS. “What… Is ‘this red-string…?” / Sumptuousness in conscious outpouring arches, to the sorcery that created leash to a traveling home. Strings lingers in my finger, within psyche of fortune which highlights the home. Felt, euphoric in sequences. What such panaroma icadescence felt, meeting the visual idyllc of soulmates. The devoting Scarvaine!
(ON SEEK FOR: FAMILIES-SIBLINGSHOOD)
CONCLUDING SUCH O’HEARTED….
∴ HANDS, AS IN OLDEST (1999-2002)
∴ TORSO, AS IN MIDDLE (2003–2005)
∴ LEGS, AS IN YOUNGEST (2006–2009)
Dearly, throughout our journey found us in stringed, it is may—or may not be bewitched to a fate amongst us. My name, (name) by sole in age of (linebirth) found ways toward a home: as faces of mine (muse) has powerful guide to Scarvaine’s territory. #InLine
HEADLY, STRINGS-HOLDS-US!
YOU DELIGHT TO BE WITH US
@SCARVAINEBOT STRING YOU: COME.
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Forwarded from the ellsword : mushrooms legacy!
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hear the bliss chime of the warp-dash! to solemn passengers peering stars and cracks of dawn dreams: behold the ellsword, the village beyond the flagpoles and the clouds. 🍄🏰 *:·.
𖡎 the portals chirp again and come hither new cherish to hare through the brickwork skies and ochroid tunnels of sight. we are seek those who run toward clutter havoc with chitters and compile fondness similar to secluded stars, who finds alliance even in castles halve derelict.
confer parley the blueprint of invade lands prior sending your warpnote upon a ballet doux : ellsword
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aim your coins chandelier
your pavement aisle pikes.
we bide for at the final flag
@theellsword ♥︎ IN 8-BIT!
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𖡎 the portals chirp again and come hither new cherish to hare through the brickwork skies and ochroid tunnels of sight. we are seek those who run toward clutter havoc with chitters and compile fondness similar to secluded stars, who finds alliance even in castles halve derelict.
ㅤ.. ⌕ ⊹₊ ⋆ our crusade inquiry greeting hails these years of date: father (1980-1995), auncles (1996-1998), eldest (1999-2002) and middles (2003-2005) sort of heavens.
confer parley the blueprint of invade lands prior sending your warpnote upon a ballet doux : ellsword
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aim your coins chandelier
your pavement aisle pikes.
we bide for at the final flag
@theellsword ♥︎ IN 8-BIT!
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ㅤㅤ( .. WELCOME, WANDERER .. ) &. Warm Greetings From Where Old Legends Sleep;
\\ 🕰 //
WRAPPED IN CANDLELIGHT AND QUIET MYSTERIES:
(Lit By Candlelight, Kept By Mystery.)
ㅤㅤThere are intervals of existence that refuse conclusion. They do not arrive as grief or longing; they simply persist beneath ordinary days, untouched and suspended, turning memory into something closer to visitation than recollection.
ㅤ‘ ... And perhaps that is why certain remnants become impossible to articulate. They survive as afterimages rather than events—an atmosphere, a cadence, a familiarity with something no longer present. Nothing asks to be retrieved; yet some things attain their fullest beauty only once they become irretrievable.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUntil Our Paths Return,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Elmswythe.
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ㅤㅤ( .. WELCOME, WANDERER .. ) &. Warm Greetings From Where Old Legends Sleep;
\\ 🕰 //
ㅤSeptember 3rd, 1943.WRAPPED IN CANDLELIGHT AND QUIET MYSTERIES:
(Lit By Candlelight, Kept By Mystery.)
ㅤㅤThere are intervals of existence that refuse conclusion. They do not arrive as grief or longing; they simply persist beneath ordinary days, untouched and suspended, turning memory into something closer to visitation than recollection.
ㅤ ────── ••• 🦉. To Those Following The Path Of Our Time Loop: @Mortemire, @TheScalden, and @ClyborneHousehold
ㅤ‘ ... And perhaps that is why certain remnants become impossible to articulate. They survive as afterimages rather than events—an atmosphere, a cadence, a familiarity with something no longer present. Nothing asks to be retrieved; yet some things attain their fullest beauty only once they become irretrievable.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤUntil Our Paths Return,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Elmswythe.
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Forwarded from Caelthwynn: Soft Days in a Little Den!
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