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Collab is calling...
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@KinOfGreesacht @StringOfScarvaine @GeislerVoyager @myldemoor @CampOfLachers @TheHefflins @HouseOfSteinwalds.
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Forwarded from RISE & REALIZE: RIIZE #2Wishes4Wonbin.
Rejuvenated Dreamscape, Vacate
Devotion amidst 2nd of March.
Unfolding the murmuring conundrums, suffocated orchids within the realm of the dreadful house. Nearly frightening, frankly afore the shrieking lament. Drains the fletcher, permitting the agony to flee further into the teeming haze whereas each soul seeks after clemency, sensing the epitome of a blazing shudder throughout the swan’s flesh and spine. Therefore, shall the eternal solitude surround the vacant moreover pouring lake.
Devotion amidst 2nd of March.
Unfolding the murmuring conundrums, suffocated orchids within the realm of the dreadful house. Nearly frightening, frankly afore the shrieking lament. Drains the fletcher, permitting the agony to flee further into the teeming haze whereas each soul seeks after clemency, sensing the epitome of a blazing shudder throughout the swan’s flesh and spine. Therefore, shall the eternal solitude surround the vacant moreover pouring lake.
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Papi Bohyun promised us he'd take the whole family on a staycation as part of our lil routine, and here we are now! We arrived at the villa a few hours ago, and tonight everyone has already scattered to have their own fun.
Mami Sungkyung is on standby by the fireplace, grilling and roasting marshmallows with Leeseo and Yeon helping her. Meanwhile, Woonhak is just sitting there enjoying his food without lifting a finger—only to end up getting lectured by his sisters. On the other side, Martin and Keonho somehow left the villa area and decided to wander off aimlessly to ‘socialize with the locals’ (don't ask why 🙄).
The noise is mostly coming from inside the villa, especially in the living room. Aunty Siah suggested karaoke, and somehow the mic ended up in Minji, Stella, and Koko Soobin's hands, and within seconds they were already debating (loudly) about who should take the first verse. Haum and Boeun haven't stopped laughing because apparently their vocals are not exactly pleasant to the ears. Meanwhile, Leehan, Cece Chuyu, Youngjae, and Iroha are asleep on the sofa.. maybe the chaotic singing turned into a lullaby for them.
Close to where Mami and the girls are cooking, Aunty Tzuyu is swimming in the pool without feeling cold at all. Accompanying her is Yunha, who's sitting at the edge of the pool shivering because she clearly isn't built for midnight swims.
After everyone finished their own activities, we all ended up gathering in Papi and Mami's room to share stories, laugh together, and just spend the rest of the night as a family. Aunty Siah then walked in carrying a cake to celebrate our family's mensiversary and our baby Yunha's birthday. And Papi quietly stepped out for a moment and came back with a bouquet in his hands, surprising Mami in front of all of us. The room instantly filled with teasing, cheers, and way too much noise, while Mami tried to hide her smile. We sang, clapped, and made a mess of the birthday song, but somehow that small, crowded room felt warmer than the entire villa. ♥︎
Mami Sungkyung is on standby by the fireplace, grilling and roasting marshmallows with Leeseo and Yeon helping her. Meanwhile, Woonhak is just sitting there enjoying his food without lifting a finger—only to end up getting lectured by his sisters. On the other side, Martin and Keonho somehow left the villa area and decided to wander off aimlessly to ‘socialize with the locals’ (don't ask why 🙄).
The noise is mostly coming from inside the villa, especially in the living room. Aunty Siah suggested karaoke, and somehow the mic ended up in Minji, Stella, and Koko Soobin's hands, and within seconds they were already debating (loudly) about who should take the first verse. Haum and Boeun haven't stopped laughing because apparently their vocals are not exactly pleasant to the ears. Meanwhile, Leehan, Cece Chuyu, Youngjae, and Iroha are asleep on the sofa.. maybe the chaotic singing turned into a lullaby for them.
Close to where Mami and the girls are cooking, Aunty Tzuyu is swimming in the pool without feeling cold at all. Accompanying her is Yunha, who's sitting at the edge of the pool shivering because she clearly isn't built for midnight swims.
After everyone finished their own activities, we all ended up gathering in Papi and Mami's room to share stories, laugh together, and just spend the rest of the night as a family. Aunty Siah then walked in carrying a cake to celebrate our family's mensiversary and our baby Yunha's birthday. And Papi quietly stepped out for a moment and came back with a bouquet in his hands, surprising Mami in front of all of us. The room instantly filled with teasing, cheers, and way too much noise, while Mami tried to hide her smile. We sang, clapped, and made a mess of the birthday song, but somehow that small, crowded room felt warmer than the entire villa. ♥︎
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(1st.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @DropTheScythe, @CasaDeDiaz @MontgoIfier, @TheDelaire, @BABBYMONSTER, @cherrilane, @Kheraeld, @CasaLaDuvall, @TheHefflins, @VerseOfArtists, @nueilofscars, @MansionOfGhislaine, @the18reasons and @HouseOfMirth who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(1st.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @DropTheScythe, @CasaDeDiaz @MontgoIfier, @TheDelaire, @BABBYMONSTER, @cherrilane, @Kheraeld, @CasaLaDuvall, @TheHefflins, @VerseOfArtists, @nueilofscars, @MansionOfGhislaine, @the18reasons and @HouseOfMirth who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
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