The Moonlit Descent of Mistlesoir.
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STIRRED BENEATH SNOWLIGHT | 🗝️❄️
A quiet bloom beneath fir and frost: where the hush of yuletide lingers, and garlands cradle forgotten vows, @MistlesoirFiles.

@MistlesoirBot, & @MistleSFSBot.
Mistlebound 1998 — Mistlesoir Household.
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Night breeze felt nice and quiet as I, Mistlesoir’s Hanjin, walked next to one i love, Cherrilane’s Yuha, our hands gently intertwined while we wandered around with no clear destination. We talked about random things, laughed a lot, and kept slowing down so that i can stay longer with her. I bought some flowers for her on the way, and she smiled the whole time while holding the flowers. We stayed close and enjoyed the walk together without rush.

Before going home, we stopped by the beach. Cherrilane’s Yuha took out her phone for a quick selfie, leaning closer to me and laughing when the wind messed things up. After that, she asked me to stand there so she could take a few pictures. Mistlesoir’s Hanjin questioning about the request, but still did it anyway, letting her take as many photos as she wanted. We stayed for a while, standing side by side, enjoying the breeze and the moment, before finally heading home. It was a nice walk before sleep.
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          ❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
      ㅤ    BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."

ㅤ────❈ 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 @KasteelOfDuisterg, @ManorOfVermillion, @EternityOfIgnis, @PinnacleNoire, @Skateriez, and @roguelorth. : 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

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Cherrilane’s Sangwon ends up spending the day at a workshop with Mistlesoir’s Anxin, a place that feels loud even before anyone starts working. Tools are scattered everywhere, parts half-pulled apart, and the smell of oil sticks to everything. Sangwon squats near the car, grinning like he knows something’s about to go wrong, while Anxin digs through a messy pile of wrenches, laughing and complaining at the same time. Something metal drops to the floor, drinks get placed way too close to engine parts, and no one really bothers to fix the mess. Inside, engines stay open mid-process, conversations overlap with clanking tools, and nothing follows a plan. The mood stays chaotic, playful, and alive—half fixing things, half making them worse, just hanging around and letting the workshop decide how the day goes.
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Forwarded from Scythe Shore. 🐬
Under the glow of the city lights, Scythe’s Sunwoo and Mistlesoir’s Youngjae wandered through streets filled with neon and warm gold. Their fingers stayed intertwined, easy and sure, while laughter slipped between them as traffic lights blinked like distant stars. Sunwoo couldn’t help noticing how the city’s light softened Youngjae’s expression, the night turning even the smallest moments into something calm and gentle.

They ended their walk above the skyline, where glass buildings shimmered and the cool breeze brushed past them. Mistlesoir’s Youngjae took a few quick photos of the night, drawing out a shy smile from Scythe’s Sunwoo, who answered by lightly pinching Youngjae’s cheek—earning an annoyed but cute reaction in return. Standing side by side under the city lights, they lingered a little longer, feeling content, close, and perfectly in sync, before heading home with the night still lingering in their hearts. 🌃🤍
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