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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JULY OF 25TH, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . *‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)

Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.

Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @MlNDWAVE, @Sjords, @scoltucelair, @TheGoldenOaks, @TargaryenEmpire, @TheWalst, @CaveOfLoughrey, @RogueLorth, & @TheFerrovi. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ  /ㅤ  NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots  balsa and  grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
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JULY OF 27TH, FIBS PLAITED IN HEARTH & HARVEST.
( . . *‘årstidene snakker, omfavner vårt hjem? Blunt!)

Sallow celestial panoramas bloaring upon timber bassinets weary hands: mere soil once was kissed by elusive perish rain, pronto bruited of life anew nether bare hoof. Woebegone dismal no more, past sowed rue hereafter panaches in cinder-poted repose.

Thus, the inception kneads aught requiem for what hover for hearts bind elysium Rivulets of Memoir. Hitched in moments piroutte from mirth and prairie sward carol, under no circumstances of aim withal forever greed. Through thistle portage of sail, dead even unsought albeit found and launch by those who bear the culm burns: @TheGritner, @Paranovrmal, @Calsearth, @heartedpaws & @KinOfGreesacht. Torn witching hours merely cede surrender to cheers nor slaked. Intercede as wind plaiting by dint of rye, lamentd of old loiter too deep nether the ribs.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ BASINGㅤ  /ㅤ  NIGH.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Parrots  balsa and  grunt,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ thereby lantern cauterize
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ inferior, Sörguine Familie.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
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Miss you, Sorbees! 😳
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It’s been a while, miss you lots, Sorbeeeees! I hope you like these pics I took todaaaay. ^^
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Forwarded from Yang Chaoyue's Day! 🐑
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THE ENCHANTED PASTEL CAROUSEL
#WoolyWishForChaoyue

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Softly gliding on pink-tinged zephyrs
the whimsical flock spins tales of
serendipity and joy, each whisper a
thread woven into Chaoyue’s radiant
tapestry. Tonight, in the gentle glow
of 31st July’s embrace, fortune’s
delicate charm pirouettes on pastel
wheels, promising a symphony of
luck and laughter. Amidst clouds of
cotton candy dreams, she reigns,
beloved muse of the lucky sheep
whose woolen embrace nurtures
hopes and stirs glowing possibility.ㅤㅤ
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