The Thimble Hearth Odyssey, House of Thimblëa.
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Beneath the moss-draped canopy of the thimblëa hollow, in a hidden glade kissed by sun-dappled dew, the tiny forest dwellers slumber among tangled wildflowers and creeping ivy. ˚˖.𖣂 ݁˖

@Thimblea, @ThimbleaBot, and @ThimbleaSFS_bot (SFSHFW).
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Kalo rora buat kue, dohoon nya jual bunga😉 yuk timmies yang mau beli bunga buat pacar teman dan keluarga bisa kontek @ThimbleaSFS_bot
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(June, 13th.) 🏡🦌
ㅤㅤㅤㅤa gently page written in our cottage diary.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤsoft memories begin to bloom
ㅤㅤㅤㅤanother warm chapter we keep.

On this gentle day, @TheOdysseans & @Dewmourne, become part of a warm remembrance in our little cottage chronicle, like a lantern glowing softly by the cottage door, lighting the story we continue to share. Laughter and companionship bring a gentle warmth to our small village tale.

  …  🌲   Within our tender woodland valley, the forest whispers softly while sunlight touches the tiny cottages, letting another peaceful month settle gently into the calm rhythm of our village life. • ──── @HouseOfThimblea  𐘃
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     Aphrodite's Oracle & Carved Pages.
           ִֶָ𓏲࣪  SEAFOAM    |    PEARLGLOW ༿ 

A keepsaken spun from the hush of Aphrodite's tidal divination and gilded remnants, weathered parchment resting beneath oracle cards of the goddess and pearl-lit relics while silhouettes soften beneath amber waters. Petals steep in brine as offerings, candlewax softening over forgotten rites, as tides pull silver across sleeping shores where Aphrodite lingers in foam. (♥️)
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ㅤㅤ   THROUGH THE DENSE THICKETS ─┄ 🐺
ㅤㅤ   a symphony of howl resonates
ㅤㅤ   Cracked Moonlight. "In Moonborne Howls"
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Beneath the  waning  glow  of  twilight,  where  ancient shadows  dost entwine with fading light, there  prowleth a lone wolf of gilded-eyes. Silent as the eve's last breath, yet bearing the weight of forgotten legends. Beyond this threshold awaiteth a tale of fate, blood, and moonbound destiny.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE HOWLING CROWN
                 ⠀ ⠀ between 1980-1994
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE DUSKBLADE REGENT
         ⠀ ⠀         between 1995-1998
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE MOONWROUGHT
            ⠀ ⠀      between 1999-2010

The Wolf:   remembereth  those whom fate  hath  chosen. Through  whispering  winds  and  moonlit silence, one soul hath been marked by the call of the wild. Beneath twilight's fading radiance and the solemn gleam of gilded-eyes, their name now resteth among the legends yet to unfold.
Warm greetings unto thee, Wyrmharrow! The howl of the gilded-eyed wolf hath reached my soul and guided me hither. I, (Muse, Username & Full Name), born upon (Date of Birth), come seeking kinship as a (Parent/Uncle/Aunt/Child). With heart unbarred, I stand ready to answer the ancient call of the pack and walk the moonlit path amongst the Moonborn.

Heed the call and bear thy petition unto @GildedEyesBot that thou mayest walk alongside those bound by moonlight, blood, and the ancient spirit of the wolf.

ㅤㅤ   ㅤㅤ   ㅤㅤ    Duskveil Horizon, 
ㅤㅤ   ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  @TheWyrmharrow
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Forwarded from Keep the Time, Visnja.
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WE’RE ALL TRAVELING THROUGH TIME TOGETHER, EVERY DAY OF LIVES.

As an ordinary human, we all really want to repeat fate or all things related to the past so that it becomes much more impressive, don't you think? Sometimes, we realise that we can't repeat everything, so we re-read all the things that happen in our lives even though it has been packaged in a diary, and in the form of writing written with changeable feelings. Every house has their own story, when the sparkling dawn brings thoughts about generosity that come becomes a hallmark in it. We are just a place to let out complaints, to rest even if one day we will no longer be in harmony. Do you want to be part of us who repeat the time to feel the warmth? Would you like to take the time and be a part of us? @TheVisnjaBot. ♥️

Hello, Visnja! I (@username) want to feel the same feeling, the same atmosphere as you which is repeating time so that we feel like we can't let the day pass without me who is not travelling back at all. So let me be a part of you (The Steady Haven / The First Slight / The Quiet Bloom / The Little Season + Your Muse)


We're all quite similar in the end. We all get old and tell the same tales too many times. Full of repeated rhythms and patterns. By the time I was 5, we were still having tea on the beach every single day. No one can prepare you for the love and the fear. All the time travelling in the world can't make someone love you.
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