The Moonlit Descent of Mistlesoir.
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STIRRED BENEATH SNOWLIGHT | πŸ—οΈβ„οΈ
A quiet bloom beneath fir and frost: where the hush of yuletide lingers, and garlands cradle forgotten vows, @MistlesoirFiles.

@MistlesoirBot, & @MistleSFSBot.
Mistlebound 1998 β€” Mistlesoir Household.
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γ…€γ…€γ…€ γ…€γ…€FLUORESCENT RADIANCE
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#LetsGlowWithXNX

γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€ ㅀ─── Β·Β· ✢ Β·Β· ───


γ…€γ…€The celestial bodies have expanded the
γ…€γ…€reach of their gleam. Was a lone glimmer
γ…€γ…€born at the dawn of their becoming, has
γ…€γ…€endured through uncounted epochs. It
γ…€γ…€guided them into the lane where they
γ…€γ…€could become more than mere of
γ…€γ…€flickering brilliance. The novae were
γ…€γ…€never alone for they have always been
γ…€γ…€bound to the depths of existing cosmos.


γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€ γ…€ Dazzle of Orbs,
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€ γ…€ @XngHanNXoul. β˜†

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          β† THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
      γ…€    BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."

γ…€γ…€β”€β”€β”€β”€βˆ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." β˜† Enshrined beneath a sleepbound sky and flanked by frost-laden everboughs, Lyritha glimmers carved of ivoried silence, star-thistle air, and old hymns half-remembered. In this sepulchral hush, we send a hushfold vow pressed in snowmelt ink & imbued with longing and lucence.

To @TheKiiru @Mondzelt @Treehearst, @MaisonDeMonroe, @thesveic, and @ElderOfbrume. : let the hush enwreathe you in vellum-glow and silken quiet, every flurry descending as a sanctified oblation, the marrowroot of solstice clasping you in ineffable balm. Even as carols fade into aurora and shadows steep the eaves, devotion abides.

       γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€  By holm and hearth,
           γ…€ γ…€ γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€        @MISTLESOIR

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          β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€ 𑐦.....
     LEAVES CARRIED BY BREEZE.  Φ΄ΦΆΦΈ πŸ“œβŠΉ ΰ£ͺ˖⁩
     (BIRDS BEGIN TO FERCH ON BRANCHES.)

Oranges tumble, nature was genuinely most marvellousβ€”holding warm memories in every corner of ambrosual flourishing blossoms and heat of sun. \ Hulsenbeck: Kin-Of-Greesacht. \ Open The Gate!

         
          AUNTY & UNCLE. (1994-1999.)
          β€’ (2000-2003.) THE ELDEST. ─
          THE MIDDLE
.   |   (2004-2006.)
          β€’ (2007-2010.) YOUNGEST.

Bliss and merriment, are in one sentences to yearning for bona-fide romantism. Not merely connecting hearts, not merely reach dreams and forgetting the pastβ€”yet to embrace and appreciate every candescent of grass that records us.
Salute, Kin Of Greesacht! I Name, Muse and ID genuinely desire to connecting my soul into your cycle of pilgrimage. Born, (0000). I will take the (Aunty/Uncle, Eld-Mid-Young.) as my figure. Embrace the new euphonious within my heart, Kin Of Greesacht. Thank you!

β€Ώ It Could Bloom, In Soul, In Core.
Youth, time of beauteous. It shall not dissipate solely by forgetting, because every atmosphere that witnesses the anecdote will constantly intertwined the heart in myriad way. β€œI can sense the scent of blossoms, making me drown and ecstasy, everytime I close my eyes, that's where my childhood was neatly arranged.”

     MAIL YOUR LETTER: @GreesachtBot.
      CARD-BEEN-TAKEN.   \   TAKEN LIST.
       β”€β”€β”€ Linked Core: Kin Of Greesacht.
     
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Forwarded from ILLIT VENTURE.
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Φ΄ Φ΄πž₯Š πŸˆβ€β¬›οΈπŸͺ½β‹†β€§Β°π“²ΦΌπ„’ Behold flowers spring from the poetic soul of that hushed hour shared betwixt two spirits, each longing the other would dare to go forth first. Sigh without sound, a spark unseen, a heart-beat takes flight 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐌𝐞 πˆπ‹π‹πˆπ“ ♬⋆.Λšπ„ž held fast between deep wish and fearful stay. "π΄π‘šπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘  π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦, 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘‘π‘  𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑠," and yet here they stand, waiting in vain.ᣟπŸͺžπŸ¦’ Λ– ݁˖· α―“ Λ³
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