Sörguine-Familien: The Light That Never Fades.
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Upon the frost-cracked steinvegger albeit vind sings through bjørk stands a hjem built. Merely not of tømmer alone, thus of styrke bånd-blod. No blekk can scribe what hendene have held!

(Safran in tradisjon?) Etset II, Grit.
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Sorbees! Sörguine’s Pond here. Today is my birthday, but since everyone’s been busy, I’m celebrating at home first, with some steak and salad that is made by Gubba before she go out with her friends! Simple, but honestly pretty nice. But I’ll be celebrating properly with my family tonight, so this is just the warm-up. 🥰
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Selamat tidur dari si oren
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Earlier this afternoon, as the day slowly leaned into sunset, Sörguine’s Johnny, Sörguine’s Yerin, and Sörguine’s Minje spent a gentle moment together on a small hill near their home. The sky glowed in soft shades of orange and gold, and the calm air wrapped around them as they finally slowed down after a long, exciting day. Uncle Johnny and Aunty Yerin had brought burgers, french fries, fizzy drinks, and plenty of snacks, laughing quietly as they laid everything out. “We might have gone a bit overboard,” Uncle Johnny said with a warm smile. Minje grinned, already reaching for the fries. “It’s perfect, Uncle, Aunty.” he said happily, making Aunty Yerin laugh as she reminded him to eat properly. They sat close, sharing food, gentle jokes, and easy laughter while the light slowly faded. This moment from earlier today is only being shared now, after everyone ended the day tired but happy, worn out in the best way by how joyful the day had been.
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emm, hi (nama), aku pengen ngomong sesuatu yang mungkin.. agak gila? yeaa i think, i like u.. hehe. not just "oh you're cool 😎" kind of like, but the kind of like that makes me smile when i see your name pop up, the kind that makes ordinary moments feel a little more special just because you’re in them. kadang aku ngerasa bodoh sendiri karena mikirin kamu segitunya, tapi ya… itu yang aku rasain. aku suka cara kamu ngomong, cara kamu ketawa, cara kamu jadi diri kamu sendiri. i admire that about you. your energy, your thoughts, even your silence. kamu bikin aku pengen jadi versi terbaik dari diriku, bukan buat impress kamu, tapi karena kamu ngasih aku rasa nyaman dan semangat yang jarang aku dapetin dari orang lain 😕🫵🏻 aku nulis ini bukan buat bikin kamu pressure atau ngerasa harus balas perasaan aku. i just want to be honest. karena kalau aku nggak jujur sekarang, maybe i’ll regret it someday. kalau kamu belum ngerasain hal yang sama, itu nggak masalah. i’m not expecting anything in return. yang penting kamu tau… there's someone out there who genuinely, quietly, and sincerely cares about you, yaps! its me! hehe 😲🫣

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Today was Lacher’s Rora’s turn to attend her weekly dance practice, a routine that felt increasingly important as the performance date crept closer with each passing week. Mills’s Kya, however, trailed after her into the dance room—not content to sit quietly in a corner while waiting for Sörguine’s Carmen, but instead turning the empty studio into her own little world. She unpacked every small treasure she had brought along, carefully laying them across the dance floor: stacks of books, scattered crayons, and jars of bright paints that soon found their way onto any surface that caught her wandering curiosity. As music echoed through the room, Lacher's Rora remained focused on her movements, practicing step after step while Mills's Kya slowly drifted between bursts of creativity and quiet moments, eventually dozing off on the cool floor, still clutching her drawings. When practice finally came to an end, Lachers's Rora gently woke her, and while waiting for Sörguine’s Carmen to arrive and take us home, we passed the time playing together, our soft laughter slowly filling the space that moments before had belonged only to music and motion.
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