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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good eve, sorbees. i’m just having a little fun with my new camera (birthday gift dari cece). nothing fancy, just some sparkle, lighting, and a few poses. hope you’re having a relaxing weekend, sorbees! 🩷
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Hello, Sorbees! Who misses me? Absen coba, WKWKWK. Hope you all have a wonderful day ahead, Sorbees!
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MAY OF 24TH, 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. 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: @EternityOfIgnis @KasteelOfDuisterg @HouseOfVermillion & @HouseofDeimos 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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Hey, Sorbees. Good evening. How's my look for the job application? Does it look promising? Duh, I'm so nervous! Can't wait for Mon(ster)day... 🧟 #JoblessButTrying #WishMeLUCK yo ;)
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Eyyoo, good evening Sorbees! Hows the day been treating y’all? Hope the vibes been chill n the smiles stay on, always! Kalau hari kalian pahit, maybe liat gua aja biar ada manis-manisnya gitu.
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✮⋆˙ hey hey sorbees! good evening, and the weekend has finally arrive as we step into saturday𖹭.ᐟ


today was pretty chilly for me so that i decided to steal my koko's jacket wiuwwiuw!! hopefully he doesn't look for it! T♡♡DLES!!!^3^ sending lots of love and warm hugs >ᴗ<
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MAY 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. 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 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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