🎂HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO XIAOJUN AND ALL XIAOJUN RP-ers esp Our XIAOJUN Dayleen
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good morning from dohoon and a-na the duo emsi 😆😆♥️ liat kokow ku mau aja disuruh gaya imut, hope this will boost your energy millions!
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The afternoon sun painted the sky in soft gold as we walked barefoot along the shoreline. The waves gently kissed our feet, leaving cool trails of foam behind. Vermillion's Dohoon and Altefiore's Minji, we found a quiet spot and spread out our blanket, the salty breeze carrying the sound of seagulls above us.
You opened the basket and handed me a drink while I set out the snacks. Between bites, we laughed at the way the waves kept trying to sneak closer, as if they wanted to join our picnic.
Later, we sat side by side, watching the horizon where the sun slowly melted into the ocean. The colors shifted from orange to pink to a deep, calm purple. I remember thinking that the view was beautiful but somehow, sitting there with you made it even better.
You opened the basket and handed me a drink while I set out the snacks. Between bites, we laughed at the way the waves kept trying to sneak closer, as if they wanted to join our picnic.
Later, we sat side by side, watching the horizon where the sun slowly melted into the ocean. The colors shifted from orange to pink to a deep, calm purple. I remember thinking that the view was beautiful but somehow, sitting there with you made it even better.
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Forwarded from Sörguine-Familien: The Light That Never Fades.
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(ETTER HVERT SOM BYEN BLIR TETTERE, BLIR SLEKTNINGER INVITERT TIL Å FLYTTE UT PÅ LANDET.)
Fleeing to a terrain of quietude and sanctity, withdrawing relatives from the hustle and bustle of crowded cities. Under a firmament as vast as the endless blue lies a mesmerizing rural landscape. Hlynnende wind caresses the gentle souls of the grass, the scent of wet soil seeps into the sense of smell, and the rain soaks into the core. Leafy trees hold the most glorious euphoria of togetherness and tranquility, standing gracefully on the edge of the cobblestone road. Wooden houses are neatly arranged, birds chirping like a classic painting that comes to life before our eyes.
Dew still clinging to the leaves, accompanied by the heavenly harmonious strains of fragrant settlement, stepping deeper in search of family members who have not yet been gathered. Inviting to return to purer roots. We looked for the figures of mother (1985–1995), uncles and aunts (1990–1997), and siblings (older: 1998–2002; younger: 2007–2011).
To reassemble, the only route is through the @SorguineBot.
Gently adapting to the atmosphere. Pedaling on the path, watching the twilight crawling on the horizon. Turning the sky into a mesmerizing flammeus canvas.
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(ETTER HVERT SOM BYEN BLIR TETTERE, BLIR SLEKTNINGER INVITERT TIL Å FLYTTE UT PÅ LANDET.)
Fleeing to a terrain of quietude and sanctity, withdrawing relatives from the hustle and bustle of crowded cities. Under a firmament as vast as the endless blue lies a mesmerizing rural landscape. Hlynnende wind caresses the gentle souls of the grass, the scent of wet soil seeps into the sense of smell, and the rain soaks into the core. Leafy trees hold the most glorious euphoria of togetherness and tranquility, standing gracefully on the edge of the cobblestone road. Wooden houses are neatly arranged, birds chirping like a classic painting that comes to life before our eyes.
Dew still clinging to the leaves, accompanied by the heavenly harmonious strains of fragrant settlement, stepping deeper in search of family members who have not yet been gathered. Inviting to return to purer roots. We looked for the figures of mother (1985–1995), uncles and aunts (1990–1997), and siblings (older: 1998–2002; younger: 2007–2011).
Droplets flowed a stream of serenity that encouraged the gallantry to become a member of the hamlet leaf. I, (name, muse, and line), gave myself up to reveal that I was the branch that had been sought.To reassemble, the only route is through the @SorguineBot.
Gently adapting to the atmosphere. Pedaling on the path, watching the twilight crawling on the horizon. Turning the sky into a mesmerizing flammeus canvas.
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