Pardon us for suddenly hitting the corner, from our heartfelt condolences we gratitude our mutuals here. To the charm heart that guide us to follow our guidemaps, therefore. we have something to handle within urgent information that we are OPEN SFS activity for a while. The maps would opened sooner, we shall be much for your attention! Last but not least, have a nice day dulces.♡
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A warmth—triumph bellow our handth to had a climb onto palm by a palm. A flush nor joyfulled day blessed the faith, path of undenied perky cosmo. By thumb of tighter, we overhemled ill within @KinofGreesacht
And here, the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy — those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers — fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.
And here, the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy — those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers — fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.
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Forwarded from Maison Of Nethers: Bloodlines of Illusion.
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THE RITUAL OF LIFE’S CARDS . . 🃏
The Ache Within.
At a table, a game of riddles quietly commences. The cards do not shift by hand, but by intention. Each sheet glides, center to top, top to bottom, bottom to center, mirroring an ambition that longs to be seen, yearning to find its place within the layered deck in pursuit of a selfhood steeped in desire. Attend closely to every unfolding possibility, for within them lies your chance to inscribe yourself into this quiet ambition.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSend it to @NethersRobot
The ideal candidate shall emanate a faint aura of nostalgia like an echo from the year 2000-2010, evoking a childhood rich with latent promise. As though they once glimpsed a trick never taught, and now stand ready to enter our veiled circle, where wonder is not mere illusion, but inheritance. Step into the clandestine path—our taken list, woven with enigmas and marvels. Enlist yourself now, and confront each challenge with the quiet confidence of a seasoned conjurer. Here, a hidden warmth awaits like fire dancing behind shadow, a place where every step unlocks a door to unforeseen adventure.
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THE RITUAL OF LIFE’S CARDS . . 🃏
The Ache Within.
At a table, a game of riddles quietly commences. The cards do not shift by hand, but by intention. Each sheet glides, center to top, top to bottom, bottom to center, mirroring an ambition that longs to be seen, yearning to find its place within the layered deck in pursuit of a selfhood steeped in desire. Attend closely to every unfolding possibility, for within them lies your chance to inscribe yourself into this quiet ambition.
Greetings, Maison of Nethers. I wish to become a part of your esteemed family. Might you kindly provide further instructions in the form of structured steps?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSend it to @NethersRobot
The ideal candidate shall emanate a faint aura of nostalgia like an echo from the year 2000-2010, evoking a childhood rich with latent promise. As though they once glimpsed a trick never taught, and now stand ready to enter our veiled circle, where wonder is not mere illusion, but inheritance. Step into the clandestine path—our taken list, woven with enigmas and marvels. Enlist yourself now, and confront each challenge with the quiet confidence of a seasoned conjurer. Here, a hidden warmth awaits like fire dancing behind shadow, a place where every step unlocks a door to unforeseen adventure.
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⋆⭒˚.⋆⊹₊⟡⋆⋆˚｡⋆
. ݁₊
⊹ .
݁ ⟡
݁ .
⊹
₊ ݁.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SowonInFullBloom. ❀ˎˊ˗
⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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⋆⭒˚.⋆⊹₊⟡⋆⋆˚｡⋆
. ݁₊
⊹ .
݁ ⟡
݁ .
⊹
₊ ݁.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SowonInFullBloom. ❀ˎˊ˗
⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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A warmth—triumph bellow our handth to had a climb onto palm by a palm. A flush nor joyfulled day blessed the faith, path of undenied perky cosmo. By thumb of tighter, we overhemled ill within @TheZachruelle
And here, the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy — those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers — fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.
And here, the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy — those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers — fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.
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Forwarded from CASTLE OF ERYNDOR : Threads of The Shadow.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚔ ️THE REALM UNFURLS AS IF STIRRED
ㅤㅤBY THE SMALL SCIENCE ITSELF⚔️
ㅤㅤWe're seeking new Grisha recruits,
ㅤㅤthose willing to step forward
ㅤㅤand claim the power that calls to them.
The air hums with ancient magic rich with pine, earth, and whispers carried by the wind. The forests stir like living sentinels, and wildflowers bloom in colors touched by secrets older than Ravka itself. ⚔️⚔️
♱🌑 ♱ A summons now rises across the land a call to gather within the gilded walls of the Little Palace, where the Second Army prepares to strengthen its ranks once more.
⚓️ 1975–1989 for Grisha Elders
⚓️ 1990–1993 for the General figure
⚓️ 1994–1999 for Frontline Grisha
⚓️ 2000–2008 for newly awakened Grisha recruits
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ (taken-list available)⚔️
🀢🀣🀦🀤 Every Grisha steps into the Little Palace carrying a power uniquely their own. If you feel the pull of destiny, deliver your letter through @CrowCastleBot, sealed with the oath below:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤby the blessing of the Saints,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @CastleOfEryndor
ㅤㅤBY THE SMALL SCIENCE ITSELF
ㅤㅤWe're seeking new Grisha recruits,
ㅤㅤthose willing to step forward
ㅤㅤand claim the power that calls to them.
The air hums with ancient magic rich with pine, earth, and whispers carried by the wind. The forests stir like living sentinels, and wildflowers bloom in colors touched by secrets older than Ravka itself. ⚔️
♱
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ (taken-list available)
🀢🀣🀦🀤 Every Grisha steps into the Little Palace carrying a power uniquely their own. If you feel the pull of destiny, deliver your letter through @CrowCastleBot, sealed with the oath below:
Within the hush of the ancient Ravkan woods, I, (name + username), bearing the likeness of (muse + line), present myself to the Second Army as (your role in the family). I pledge my power, my discipline, and my path to the Little Palace, ready to face the wonders and trials that await those who answer destiny’s call.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤby the blessing of the Saints,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @CastleOfEryndor
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ㅤㅤᝰ A warmth triumph bellow our handth to had a climb onto palm by a palm. A flush nor joyfulled day blessed the faith, path of undenied perky cosmo. By thumb of tighter, we overhemled ill within @TheMeirhart.♡·˚ˎˊ˗
And here; the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy, those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.✷
ㅤㅤᝰ A warmth triumph bellow our handth to had a climb onto palm by a palm. A flush nor joyfulled day blessed the faith, path of undenied perky cosmo. By thumb of tighter, we overhemled ill within @TheMeirhart.♡·˚ˎˊ˗
And here; the sweetest of blessings finds its way to souls alight with vigor and gentle joy, those whose laughter carries warmth like sunlight melting into honey, whose presence turns the air itself tender. Within this glow we merge, our spirits twining in delicate harmony, drawn as though by fate into a confection of affection and light. We are gathered like candies wrapped in blushing pink satin, soft yet shimmering, each spirit a fragment of sweetness melting into the other, creating a warmth that lingers fragrant, buoyant, and divinely alive.
Sincere the house of dollish candy,
@HouseOfDulcia.✷
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