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I, Sörguine’s Woonhak took my little sister, Mistlesoir’s Leeseo out today. “Just for a bit” I said. She smiled like she didn’t believe me. One arcade stop turned into flashing lights claw machines full of plushies, and old-school games i forgot i missed. She moved from machine to machine, excited over everything, while i stayed back, just watching her enjoy it. “Last one” she said quietly. I nodded. We stayed longer than planned, laughed more than expected, and somehow ended up heading home in a really good mood.
It was a good night.
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I, Sörguine’s Woonhak took my little sister, Mistlesoir’s Leeseo out today. “Just for a bit” I said. She smiled like she didn’t believe me. One arcade stop turned into flashing lights claw machines full of plushies, and old-school games i forgot i missed. She moved from machine to machine, excited over everything, while i stayed back, just watching her enjoy it. “Last one” she said quietly. I nodded. We stayed longer than planned, laughed more than expected, and somehow ended up heading home in a really good mood.
It was a good night.
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JAN OF 18TH, 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: @TheEdurne, @RuhmerAhl, @Schouvert, @HouseOfLuthien, @Ellvius, @Ostendl, @TheLachaise & @TheLorwaine. 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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JAN OF 18TH, 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: @TheEdurne, @RuhmerAhl, @Schouvert, @HouseOfLuthien, @Ellvius, @Ostendl, @TheLachaise & @TheLorwaine. 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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Hello, Sorbees. This weekend, Sörguineʼs Gubba agenda was to make Dujjonku, also known as Dubai Chocolate Mochi, just like the kiddos requested. They said the mochi has been going viral lately, so instead of buying it, Gubba decided to try making it at home. I ended up making quite a lot because the kiddos really like Dubai Chocolate Mochi. Sörguineʼs Gubben was the very first person to taste Gubba’s Dujjonku, since he kept going back and forth to the kitchen, waiting patiently for it to be ready. He said it tasted really good, and that honestly made all the effort worth it. Now Gubba is already thinking, what other delicious treats should I try making next for my beloved kiddos?
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and aside from that sorbweez! sörguine's ian got a whole tray of her own dessert from gubba & gubben after playing outside with the snows!♡ she won't share with any of her siblings EEEEEEK all the yummy snackies inside ian's tummy ^0^
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Meanwhile I, Sörguine's Naoya, just woke up (woke up late, yes) and took a photo of the cosmos flower I took home yesterday. And yet somehow here I am, amidst the chaos. In comes Sveic's Martin, the moment he comes in he immediately asks me for the wifi password.. Very thoughtful of him. 😀 Before I could even have a say, the snacks laid out by Sörguine's beloved Gubba vanished immediately, which was Halton's Keonho's doing. Also it was a huge mistake leaving your guitar in the living room because it was taken by Lorwaine's Juhoon, and then he fell asleep. ☺️ When I thought this morning couldn't get any more worse, I hear a big splash outside. And of course, it was Roesjad's Martin already in our pool, in my clothes.. 🤍 I might lose my cool at this point, but then I look over to my room and I found a soundly sleeping Calsearth's Seonghyeon. I couldn't even get mad at him considering he didn't even do anything bad. 💔
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Meanwhile I, Sörguine's Naoya, just woke up (woke up late, yes) and took a photo of the cosmos flower I took home yesterday. And yet somehow here I am, amidst the chaos. In comes Sveic's Martin, the moment he comes in he immediately asks me for the wifi password.. Very thoughtful of him. 😀 Before I could even have a say, the snacks laid out by Sörguine's beloved Gubba vanished immediately, which was Halton's Keonho's doing. Also it was a huge mistake leaving your guitar in the living room because it was taken by Lorwaine's Juhoon, and then he fell asleep. ☺️ When I thought this morning couldn't get any more worse, I hear a big splash outside. And of course, it was Roesjad's Martin already in our pool, in my clothes.. 🤍 I might lose my cool at this point, but then I look over to my room and I found a soundly sleeping Calsearth's Seonghyeon. I couldn't even get mad at him considering he didn't even do anything bad. 💔
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Tonight was intentional. Black met grey beneath chandeliers that glowed like quiet witnesses, Meirthärt’s Youngkwang and Sörguine’s Johnny standing across from each other as if the evening had been waiting only for that moment. One carried elegance in restraint, the other in warmth, and together they balanced the room without trying.
Dinner unfolded slowly. Candlelight brushed crystal, wine caught the gold of the walls, and flowers rested between them like an unspoken vow. Nothing needed to be said. Presence was enough. Care filled every pause. It was not just a fancy dinner, but a memory carefully shaped, meant to linger long after the night ended.
In the end, admiration flowed both ways. The food was forgotten, plates untouched as laughter slipped easily between them. Fingers found each other across the table, hands clasped as if that alone was enough to ground the night.
Dinner unfolded slowly. Candlelight brushed crystal, wine caught the gold of the walls, and flowers rested between them like an unspoken vow. Nothing needed to be said. Presence was enough. Care filled every pause. It was not just a fancy dinner, but a memory carefully shaped, meant to linger long after the night ended.
In the end, admiration flowed both ways. The food was forgotten, plates untouched as laughter slipped easily between them. Fingers found each other across the table, hands clasped as if that alone was enough to ground the night.
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