ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤRIME SNOWFLAKES COALESCED TO
ㅤㅤㅤA FLOWING HOARFROST. / ❄️ [..]
ㅤㅤㅤREVEALS THE MASTER OF FROST.

ㅤ ㅤㅤ───────────────────────

ㅤ Above the stillness night strewn goes beside
the Aurora Borealis wrapped in mistletoe, the
Masquerades carries warmth throughout the
hall where the frore drifts in the air like antique
masks. Guiding each step toward chalets:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐶𝑒 𝑄𝑢𝑖 𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝐺𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒


ㅤ ❆ THE ELDEST: CROWN OF SNOWLIGHT ❆

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 
ㅤ

ㅤㅤ
ㅤRETURN OF THE ICE HEIRS ︵ ❄︎
ㅤㅤ "The Elders Call Us Home"
ㅤ
ㅤ ❆ PROLOGUE ── Beneath the winter sky
ㅤamong the mistletoe's bloom,
ㅤthe elders light the way, inviting
ㅤevery wandering soul to return to ㅤ
ㅤthe warmth of Mistlesoir.

With the toll of bells, the frozen gate unveils its light. The elders stand before it, Calling Each Heir Home to The Legacy They Were Always Meant to Embrace. ㅤ✶
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❲THUS BEGINS THE RETURN
ㅤㅤㅤㅤOF THE ICE HEIRS
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❄️🎄MISTLESOIR❳

ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤ❄️ ৡ NOT SIMPLY TOWARD HOME, 
      BUT TOWARD: THE FORGOTTEN
      SELVES THAT WINTER HAD
      KEPT IN QUIET SLUMBER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[ 07/08 ]

────────────────────── ༄

(..) As the bells resound through the winter air, the portal stirs and shines with an ever-brightening radiance. At its threshold stand the elders, steadfast and watchful, leading the long-awaited homecoming of those who had wandered far from the paths once laid before them. With gentle guidance, they beckon each soul to return—not only to the warmth of kinship, but to the truths and identities that had long slumbered beneath the silence of passing years.

ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✢ THE NORTHCOURTH ✢
                       AUBREY MISTLESOIR
ㅤ

𝆺𝅥 𝆭.  For this night is not merely one of reunion, nor simply a gathering beneath the winter sky. It is the return of the Ice Heirs, who now step forth from beyond the frost to reclaim their place within the legacy of Mistlesoir. And beyond the gleam of the frozen gate, amidst the mistletoe and everlasting winter, a long-forgotten warmth awaits their embrace once more.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤAn identity long forsaken,
ㅤㅤㅤyet patiently awaiting to be ㅤ
ㅤㅤembraced once again. 𓂅❄️

ㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤRIME SNOWFLAKES COALESCED TO
ㅤㅤㅤA FLOWING HOARFROST. / ❄️ [..]
ㅤㅤㅤREVEALS THE MASTER OF FROST.

ㅤ ㅤㅤ───────────────────────

ㅤ Above the stillness night strewn goes beside
the Aurora Borealis wrapped in mistletoe, the
Masquerades carries warmth throughout the
hall where the frore drifts in the air like antique
masks. Guiding each step toward chalets:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐶𝑒 𝑄𝑢𝑖 𝐺𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝐺𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒


ㅤ ❆ THE MIDDLES: MISTLETIDE VEIN ❆

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤWHISPERS ACROSS THE SNOW ︵ ❄︎
ㅤㅤ "The Path Between Hearts"

ㅤ ❆ THE MIDDLE ── Through drifting snow
ㅤand winter's whisper,
ㅤthe heirs exchange their signs,
ㅤfinding one another upon
ㅤthe path that leads them home.

Though trials linger beyond the frost and countless storms seek to turn them astray, the voice of the portal endures. Its Call Echoes Across The Frozen winds, Urging Every Wandering Heir Onward, Until They May Once More Stand Together Beneath The Light of Mistlesoir. ㅤ✶
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  /ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❲FOR EVEN THROUGH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE COLDEST WINTERS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL OF HOME
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSHALL NEVER FADE ❄️🎄❳
ㅤ
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ❄️ ৡ NOT THROUGH STORMS,
            BUT TOWARD: THE ECHOES
            THAT GUIDED WANDERING
            HEARTS BENEATH THE
            WINTER'S CALLING SKY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    [ 07/08 ]

────────────────────── ༄

(..) For this night is not merely one of remembrance, nor simply a passage through the everlasting winter. It is the journey of those who walked between beginnings and endings, carrying both burdens and devotion upon their shoulders. Though countless storms sought to turn them astray, the voice beyond the portal never ceased its calling: Roaring through the frost, urging them onward with every step they dared to take.

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ✢ THE THRYVALE ✢
                    KAIANE MISTLESOIR
ㅤ

𝆺𝅥 𝆭.  And as they draw nearer to the frozen threshold, they find not only the elders awaiting their return, but the cherished embrace of the family they have long carried within their hearts. For they are the bridge between distant souls, the hands that reach across the snow, and the warmth that reunites what winter could never truly keep apart.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤA bond never extinguished,
ㅤㅤㅤyet carried faithfully through ㅤ
ㅤㅤevery path back to its light. 𓂅❄️

ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤWHISPERS ACROSS THE SNOW ︵ ❄︎
ㅤㅤ "The Path Between Hearts"

ㅤ ❆ THE MIDDLE ── Through drifting snow
ㅤand winter's whisper,
ㅤthe heirs exchange their signs,
ㅤfinding one another upon
ㅤthe path that leads them home.

Though trials linger beyond the frost and countless storms seek to turn them astray, the voice of the portal endures. Its Call Echoes Across The Frozen winds, Urging Every Wandering Heir Onward, Until They May Once More Stand Together Beneath The Light of Mistlesoir. ㅤ✶
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  /ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❲FOR EVEN THROUGH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE COLDEST WINTERS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL OF HOME
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSHALL NEVER FADE ❄️🎄❳
ㅤ
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ❄️ ৡ NOT THROUGH STORMS,
            BUT TOWARD: THE ECHOES
            THAT GUIDED WANDERING
            HEARTS BENEATH THE
            WINTER'S CALLING SKY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    [ 07/08 ]

────────────────────── ༄

(..) For this night is not merely one of remembrance, nor simply a passage through the everlasting winter. It is the journey of those who walked between beginnings and endings, carrying both burdens and devotion upon their shoulders. Though countless storms sought to turn them astray, the voice beyond the portal never ceased its calling: Roaring through the frost, urging them onward with every step they dared to take.

ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✢ THE STONEVIR ✢
                  JUNYA MISTLESOIR
ㅤ

𝆺𝅥 𝆭.  And as they draw nearer to the frozen threshold, they find not only the elders awaiting their return, but the cherished embrace of the family they have long carried within their hearts. For they are the bridge between distant souls, the hands that reach across the snow, and the warmth that reunites what winter could never truly keep apart.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤA bond never extinguished,
ㅤㅤㅤyet carried faithfully through ㅤ
ㅤㅤevery path back to its light. 𓂅❄️

ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤWHISPERS ACROSS THE SNOW ︵ ❄︎
ㅤㅤ "The Path Between Hearts"

ㅤ ❆ THE MIDDLE ── Through drifting snow
ㅤand winter's whisper,
ㅤthe heirs exchange their signs,
ㅤfinding one another upon
ㅤthe path that leads them home.

Though trials linger beyond the frost and countless storms seek to turn them astray, the voice of the portal endures. Its Call Echoes Across The Frozen winds, Urging Every Wandering Heir Onward, Until They May Once More Stand Together Beneath The Light of Mistlesoir. ㅤ✶
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  /ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❲FOR EVEN THROUGH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE COLDEST WINTERS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL OF HOME
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSHALL NEVER FADE ❄️🎄❳
ㅤ
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ❄️ ৡ NOT THROUGH STORMS,
            BUT TOWARD: THE ECHOES
            THAT GUIDED WANDERING
            HEARTS BENEATH THE
            WINTER'S CALLING SKY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    [ 07/08 ]

────────────────────── ༄

(..) For this night is not merely one of remembrance, nor simply a passage through the everlasting winter. It is the journey of those who walked between beginnings and endings, carrying both burdens and devotion upon their shoulders. Though countless storms sought to turn them astray, the voice beyond the portal never ceased its calling: Roaring through the frost, urging them onward with every step they dared to take.

ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✢ THE FROSTVEIL ✢
                  REIGNER MISTLESOIR
ㅤ

𝆺𝅥 𝆭.  And as they draw nearer to the frozen threshold, they find not only the elders awaiting their return, but the cherished embrace of the family they have long carried within their hearts. For they are the bridge between distant souls, the hands that reach across the snow, and the warmth that reunites what winter could never truly keep apart.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤA bond never extinguished,
ㅤㅤㅤyet carried faithfully through ㅤ
ㅤㅤevery path back to its light. 𓂅❄️

ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤWHISPERS ACROSS THE SNOW ︵ ❄︎
ㅤㅤ "The Path Between Hearts"

ㅤ ❆ THE MIDDLE ── Through drifting snow
ㅤand winter's whisper,
ㅤthe heirs exchange their signs,
ㅤfinding one another upon
ㅤthe path that leads them home.

Though trials linger beyond the frost and countless storms seek to turn them astray, the voice of the portal endures. Its Call Echoes Across The Frozen winds, Urging Every Wandering Heir Onward, Until They May Once More Stand Together Beneath The Light of Mistlesoir. ㅤ✶
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  /ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❲FOR EVEN THROUGH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE COLDEST WINTERS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL OF HOME
ㅤㅤㅤㅤSHALL NEVER FADE ❄️🎄❳
ㅤ
ㅤ

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ❄️ ৡ NOT THROUGH STORMS,
            BUT TOWARD: THE ECHOES
            THAT GUIDED WANDERING
            HEARTS BENEATH THE
            WINTER'S CALLING SKY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    [ 07/08 ]

────────────────────── ༄

(..) For this night is not merely one of remembrance, nor simply a passage through the everlasting winter. It is the journey of those who walked between beginnings and endings, carrying both burdens and devotion upon their shoulders. Though countless storms sought to turn them astray, the voice beyond the portal never ceased its calling: Roaring through the frost, urging them onward with every step they dared to take.

ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ✢ THE HARGROVE ✢
                     ELIAZ MISTLESOIR
ㅤ

𝆺𝅥 𝆭.  And as they draw nearer to the frozen threshold, they find not only the elders awaiting their return, but the cherished embrace of the family they have long carried within their hearts. For they are the bridge between distant souls, the hands that reach across the snow, and the warmth that reunites what winter could never truly keep apart.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤA bond never extinguished,
ㅤㅤㅤyet carried faithfully through ㅤ
ㅤㅤevery path back to its light. 𓂅❄️

ㅤ