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Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
Ada yang tau kenapa gw bangun tidur aja ganteng?
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(16th.) : 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 @TheMordis, @HouseOfEtherhail, @TheMorseviic, and @Woncrest 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(16th.) : 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 @TheMordis, @HouseOfEtherhail, @TheMorseviic, and @Woncrest 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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Forwarded from THE ÆSCENDANTS.
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ㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦—𝟭𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗚𝗔𝗧𝗘
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We seek for those unknowingly vampires, werewolves, witches, travelers or humans willing to wander the endless corridors of shadow where the breath of the sky grows thin and the air is heavy with the perfume of long-dead centuries. It thickens with the slow heartbeat of our dominion, staining the moon and quieting the restless stars until the heavens themselves seem to kneel in reverence. Most will walk past blindness, their mortal senses dulled to the weight gathering beneath their steps. A marked few will feel it, a faint tremor in the blood.
This gate arch swallows all light and breath for AESPA PORTRAYERS. / The threshold simply stands it bends toward you, drawn as if by an unbroken chain of vows sworn in another age. We are patient yet restless, watching as you stand before the unseen opening. And when at last the gate yawns to its fullest, it will take those it desires.
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Spy, cloners and double dorms are strictly prohibited. Once your choice is sealed, place it in hands to @AescendaantBot.
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ㅤㅤ 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗟
ㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦—𝟭𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗚𝗔𝗧𝗘
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We seek for those unknowingly vampires, werewolves, witches, travelers or humans willing to wander the endless corridors of shadow where the breath of the sky grows thin and the air is heavy with the perfume of long-dead centuries. It thickens with the slow heartbeat of our dominion, staining the moon and quieting the restless stars until the heavens themselves seem to kneel in reverence. Most will walk past blindness, their mortal senses dulled to the weight gathering beneath their steps. A marked few will feel it, a faint tremor in the blood.
This gate arch swallows all light and breath for AESPA PORTRAYERS. / The threshold simply stands it bends toward you, drawn as if by an unbroken chain of vows sworn in another age. We are patient yet restless, watching as you stand before the unseen opening. And when at last the gate yawns to its fullest, it will take those it desires.
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All hail, Aescendants! I, (Name & @.Username), call forth the last to stand as (Muse) before the hidden gate unseals and the dominion’s breath seeps into the mortal wind. Take the step, and I will be claimed as your own.
Spy, cloners and double dorms are strictly prohibited. Once your choice is sealed, place it in hands to @AescendaantBot.
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Forwarded from Eine Träumerei: die Familie Schumann
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Schumann’s heart dwellers.
The beauty of light in the hands of flowers and the bonds of the moon.
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Through a symphony amidst the Lunar Light, we unite; WE OPEN OUR GATE FOR AUNTY & UNCLE ( BORN IN 1997s UNTIL 1999s ), SON & DAUGHTER ( BORN IN 2000s UNTIL 2009s. ), who looking for a warm home. For a lot of Joy and memories. Just some steps, and you'll be our part. And we're looking for yapper, talkactive, nice and kind person. Go, send the form bellow to @dieschumannbot but don't forget to check our taken list first before sending your form ( makesure your muse’s realname not in our taken list. ) Thank you in advance and may life always treat you very nice.🖤
Through a symphony amidst the Lunar Light, we unite; WE OPEN OUR GATE FOR AUNTY & UNCLE ( BORN IN 1997s UNTIL 1999s ), SON & DAUGHTER ( BORN IN 2000s UNTIL 2009s. ), who looking for a warm home. For a lot of Joy and memories. Just some steps, and you'll be our part. And we're looking for yapper, talkactive, nice and kind person. Go, send the form bellow to @dieschumannbot but don't forget to check our taken list first before sending your form ( makesure your muse’s realname not in our taken list. ) Thank you in advance and may life always treat you very nice.
Frabjous day, Schumann! I came here with mere intentions of being a part of the family. Herewith I, fullname as muse and @username for my IDs; standing gracefully as i wish to pledge my destiny for the Schumanns. Do consider me, please. Danke schön! ♥️
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Forwarded from Requiem Tarnished Heir, The Family of Willem.
A table full of food, a menu that took us way too long to pick from, and a niece who alternated between being the cutest dining buddy and the funniest partner-in-crime — that’s how Willem’s Umji and Greesacht’s Wonyoung dinner went. We talked, laughed, sipped coffee like it was the most serious thing in the world, and somewhere between dessert and stories, I realized how much I missed this. Nights like these make me grateful, not just for the meal, but for the person sitting across from me ✨🍴
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