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Posters Spotted: coming soon, Misty! ๐
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Letโs head home and rest, Misty. You all did really well today ๐ซถ
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Misty, back with Yoonchic again. Took myself on a little walk โcause my house turned into a battlefieldโmy siblings are waging World War 3 in there ๐ฎโ๐จ
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โ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER ๐ฒ
ใ ค BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ใ คใ คโโโโโ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." โ 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, @HouseOfVermillion, @EternityOfIgnis, @PinnacleNoire, 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.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค By holm and hearth,
ใ ค ใ ค ใ คใ คใ คใ ค @MISTLESOIR
ใ คใ ค
โ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER ๐ฒ
ใ ค BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ใ คใ คโโโโโ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." โ 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, @HouseOfVermillion, @EternityOfIgnis, @PinnacleNoire, 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.
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค By holm and hearth,
ใ ค ใ ค ใ คใ คใ คใ ค @MISTLESOIR
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who miss me mistyyyy?
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