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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(10th.) : 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 @TheGeldart, @StringOfScarvaine, @TheEnverious, @Kiiivory, @DeBlancFamilie, @TheHeike, and @DeCrowther 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(10th.) : 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 @TheGeldart, @StringOfScarvaine, @TheEnverious, @Kiiivory, @DeBlancFamilie, @TheHeike, and @DeCrowther 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 Fateful Bond: String of Scarvaine.
( FORTUNE : MET. ) 1990
AS THE STRINGS ATTACHED BECOMING ONE, MEETING ANOTHER, AND DEFINE PERFECTION.
ENRAPTURING COUNTENANCED SACRIFICE WHICH MET IN REVIVING OOMPH, TO ACCOMODATE DIVERSENESS. “What… Is ‘this red-string…?” / Sumptuousness in conscious outpouring arches, to the sorcery that created leash to a traveling home. Strings lingers in my finger, within psyche of fortune which highlights the home. Felt, euphoric in sequences. What such panaroma icadescence felt, meeting the visual idyllc of soulmates. The devoting Scarvaine! (ON-SEEK FOR: FAMILIES)
CONCLUDING SUCH O’HEARTED….
∴ HEAD, AS IN PARENTS (1980–1995)
∴ HANDS, AS IN RELATED (1996–1998)
∴ NECK, AS IN OLDEST (1999-2002)
∴ TORSO, AS IN MIDDLE (2003–2005)
∴ LEGS, AS IN YOUNGEST (2006–2009)
HEADLY, STRINGS-HOLDS-US!
YOU DELIGHT TO BE WITH US
@SCARVAINEBOT STRING YOU: COME.
ㅤㅤ
AS THE STRINGS ATTACHED BECOMING ONE, MEETING ANOTHER, AND DEFINE PERFECTION.
ENRAPTURING COUNTENANCED SACRIFICE WHICH MET IN REVIVING OOMPH, TO ACCOMODATE DIVERSENESS. “What… Is ‘this red-string…?” / Sumptuousness in conscious outpouring arches, to the sorcery that created leash to a traveling home. Strings lingers in my finger, within psyche of fortune which highlights the home. Felt, euphoric in sequences. What such panaroma icadescence felt, meeting the visual idyllc of soulmates. The devoting Scarvaine! (ON-SEEK FOR: FAMILIES)
CONCLUDING SUCH O’HEARTED….
∴ HEAD, AS IN PARENTS (1980–1995)
∴ HANDS, AS IN RELATED (1996–1998)
∴ NECK, AS IN OLDEST (1999-2002)
∴ TORSO, AS IN MIDDLE (2003–2005)
∴ LEGS, AS IN YOUNGEST (2006–2009)
Dearly, throughout our journey found us in stringed, it is may—or may not be bewitched to a fate amongst us. My name, (name) by sole in age of (linebirth) found ways toward a home: as faces of mine (muse) has powerful guide to Scarvaine’s territory.
HEADLY, STRINGS-HOLDS-US!
YOU DELIGHT TO BE WITH US
@SCARVAINEBOT STRING YOU: COME.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(11th.) : 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 @TheScalden, and @Solvreith 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(11th.) : 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 @TheScalden, and @Solvreith 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 Beau of Luck :: 淵彬/Yeonbin
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤSADDLE UP FOR A ROOTIN'ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ GIDDY BOOTS CELEBRATE.
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤsprawling frontier of smoke
ㅤㅤchoked avenues and boulevards.
ㅤㅤTo foes, a phantom marauder.
ㅤ He's The Most Wanted:ㅤ ㅤYEONJUN.
ㅤ #26thMostWantedYeonjun. Be The
ㅤ Bearer Of News Of His Reborn.
ㅤ Governors Dispatch Hounds, But
ㅤ His Silhouette Dissolves Into Mist
ㅤ Before Shackles Can Find Him.
ㅤㅤ ㅤSADDLE UP FOR A ROOTIN'ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ GIDDY BOOTS CELEBRATE.
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ
I.ㅤSHOOTOUT TIME: Across theㅤㅤ ㅤsprawling frontier of smoke
ㅤㅤchoked avenues and boulevards.
ㅤㅤTo foes, a phantom marauder.
ㅤ He's The Most Wanted:ㅤ ㅤYEONJUN.
ㅤ #26thMostWantedYeonjun. Be The
ㅤ Bearer Of News Of His Reborn.
ㅤ Governors Dispatch Hounds, But
ㅤ His Silhouette Dissolves Into Mist
ㅤ Before Shackles Can Find Him.
❤1