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Forwarded from Whispers at the Hearth: The MeirhΓ€rt.
Wrapped in sweetness,
meant for you, @Mistlesoir.
Kept within this box are the quiet pieces of my heart, wrapped in sweetness and the things i never quite learned how to say aloud. I think of you in the gentlest moments between ordinary days, in small pauses, in the warmth that settles when my thoughts wander back to you without effort. Somehow, you make everything feel softer, less hurried, and easier to hold onto, and i find my heart resting there more often than i ever meant it to. Where love lingers, softly, by the hearthβ this is where my feelings stay for you. β‘
Wholeheartedly, @TheMeirhart.
meant for you, @Mistlesoir.
Kept within this box are the quiet pieces of my heart, wrapped in sweetness and the things i never quite learned how to say aloud. I think of you in the gentlest moments between ordinary days, in small pauses, in the warmth that settles when my thoughts wander back to you without effort. Somehow, you make everything feel softer, less hurried, and easier to hold onto, and i find my heart resting there more often than i ever meant it to. Where love lingers, softly, by the hearthβ this is where my feelings stay for you. β‘
Wholeheartedly, @TheMeirhart.
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β THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER π²
γ € BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
γ €γ €βββββ 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 @TheMorseviic, @Woncrest @HouseOfEtherhail, @Rocheveil, @PoshMagz, @The19sClub, @TheSchroder, and @Heeliarch.: 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 THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER π²
γ € BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
γ €γ €βββββ 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 @TheMorseviic, @Woncrest @HouseOfEtherhail, @Rocheveil, @PoshMagz, @The19sClub, @TheSchroder, and @Heeliarch.: 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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Forwarded from The Tropical Trails: SoignΓ© Famillie
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CALLING EVERY INDIVIDUAL TO FILL THE EMPTINESS OF THE GLASSES THAT HAVE BEEN SET.
This season is a wonderful time to welcome new visionaries, as spring makes its presence known, spreading warmth and life to every soul. Just as we offer refreshing drinks to quench thirst and soothe the spirit, now, we seek those who will become part of our island:
Please, make sure you are not a cloner, two-faced, or a spy. Lastly, check the availability of your muse is not one of the existing visionaries. If you meet all the requirements, tap this homepage.
Droplets of water glisten on the fruits, their ripeness offering a feast for the senses, and every peel releases the promise of sweetness. We eagerly await new visionaries to fill the empty glasses and cultivate the garden with us.
γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €HERE, THE LETTER βΏ
CALLING EVERY INDIVIDUAL TO FILL THE EMPTINESS OF THE GLASSES THAT HAVE BEEN SET.
This season is a wonderful time to welcome new visionaries, as spring makes its presence known, spreading warmth and life to every soul. Just as we offer refreshing drinks to quench thirst and soothe the spirit, now, we seek those who will become part of our island:
β Tropic Sun (1980-1995)
To fill the space for Father
β Sunset Lagoon (1997-1999)
To fill the space for Aunts and Uncles
β Hibiscus Wind (2000-2002)
To fill the space for Eldest
β Flamingo Bay (2003-2006)
To fill the space for Middle
β Pineapple Dawn (2007-2009)
To fill the space for Youngest
Please, make sure you are not a cloner, two-faced, or a spy. Lastly, check the availability of your muse is not one of the existing visionaries. If you meet all the requirements, tap this homepage.
Droplets of water glisten on the fruits, their ripeness offering a feast for the senses, and every peel releases the promise of sweetness. We eagerly await new visionaries to fill the empty glasses and cultivate the garden with us.
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