Forwarded from Freedom Through the Realms Whispers: Guild of Clardforge.
.. 🌙 For everyone who longs for the comfort of a family.
— 🌟 • • Ignite a campfire while sipping hot cocoa, gather around the flames beneath the open sky. The moon is a companion, and the stars twirl in delight. Wrapped in a cozy blanket, dressed in a nightgown, the evening's tale unfolds. We are genuine storytellers in search of kindred spirits to share joyful moments and create memories together, just as it ought to be:
˚☽. Mother & Father (1980-1994)
˚☽. Aunty & Uncle (1995-1999)
˚☽. Son & Daughter (2000-2009)
🌟.’ Kindly check the TAKEN-LIST before joining. And embark on an exciting journey and embrace the freedom of nature filled with love, joy, and enchantment.
You can join our humble home by copying this format and send it to our lovely doorstep @Clardstecustecubot
Bathed in starlight and wrapped in glamorous whispers, I send my warmest greetings to you, Clardforge. I, (name, muse), offer myself to the tapestry of your wondrous family. That is my whisper to the stars, (username). May your day shimmer with magic and gentle wonders.ㅤ ㅤ
— III • • Magic brings to life a dream island populated by amazing individuals like ourselves. Hedgehog, Oscar, and our companions are eager to welcome you! Looking forward to seeing you at the camping lodge; happiness awaits us all.
ㅤ Freedom Through the Realms
ㅤ Whisphers,
Guild of Clardforge.
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❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @TheEldraeth, @Tyunthera, @TheNorbury and @TheVentresca. : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @TheEldraeth, @Tyunthera, @TheNorbury and @TheVentresca. : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
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Random dance to fill up the day. 🔥
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ㅤㅤ
❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @casaseretti, @TheZachruelle, @Sooreviel, and @Fimesse : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @casaseretti, @TheZachruelle, @Sooreviel, and @Fimesse : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
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selamat malam, Misty!! aku udah cantik belum buat nongki hihi
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Forwarded from The Shadowed BloodMoon: Duisterg Clan.
In the pitch-black midnight, teenage freedom seems to radiate its aura even brighter. I, Duisterg’s Sarang along with Scalden’s Jungeun, Mitlesoir’s Sarang, Caelthwynn’s Seonghyeon, and Ignarev’s Jungeun, dash across every zebra crossing, our footsteps carrying us toward the riverbank.
No one knows exactly what we’re chasing at a riverside like this, maybe it’s about teasing Caelthwynn’s Seonghyeon, who keeps tumbling off his bike as the cold seeps through his jacket, or protesting Ignarev’s Jungeun spotty lighting while striking shadow-optic poses.
Or it’s me, Duisterg’s Sarang, with Scalden’s Jungeun, and Mitlesoir’s Sarang debating which candid pose truly captures us. Perhaps what we seek is the crash of fierce waves, the chill wind accompanying our warm laughter.
Whatever the moment, we know this night will etch itself as a joyful memory in our teenage hearts. For the unfogettable night, come join us and create memories you'll always carry beloved, Duisie, Puppets, Misty, Scaldiest, and Wynnies. ☆
No one knows exactly what we’re chasing at a riverside like this, maybe it’s about teasing Caelthwynn’s Seonghyeon, who keeps tumbling off his bike as the cold seeps through his jacket, or protesting Ignarev’s Jungeun spotty lighting while striking shadow-optic poses.
Or it’s me, Duisterg’s Sarang, with Scalden’s Jungeun, and Mitlesoir’s Sarang debating which candid pose truly captures us. Perhaps what we seek is the crash of fierce waves, the chill wind accompanying our warm laughter.
Whatever the moment, we know this night will etch itself as a joyful memory in our teenage hearts. For the unfogettable night, come join us and create memories you'll always carry beloved, Duisie, Puppets, Misty, Scaldiest, and Wynnies. ☆
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ㅤㅤ
❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @Monstaesan, @TheMeirhart, @Clarkinside, @TheRushforth and @HusetTilSorguine. : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ 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 @Monstaesan, @TheMeirhart, @Clarkinside, @TheRushforth and @HusetTilSorguine. : 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
ㅤㅤ
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