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WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING! 🐇
1902 / IT'S CARROT CONFETTI HONOUR OF YOUR JOYOUS OCCASION.

The bunny scotch has bent down ears perked, waistcoat slightly crooked and yes, i see you! Happy celebration to you! Much like Peter Rabbit slipping past the hedgerows (with Flopsy and Mopsy trying ever so properly to follow), we have gathered our brightest thoughts and tucked them carefully into this celebration do mind the crumbs, and oh dear, let us hope no gardener is watching.

Bringing a cup of tea, chipping down the sweets, sugar dust upon our paws, we shall quite forget the tick of the clock whenever you are here, for joy thumps louder than time itself. Hereby, to you, the ones sharing this teacup moment with us: @HavenOfEihf, @TheeRomanovna and @TheeNikolovich. May your days be lively as a meadow dash and your heart always safe within our little burrow.

With paws full of affection,
Tale of @Mondcroft

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WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING! 🐇
1902 / IT'S CARROT CONFETTI HONOUR OF YOUR JOYOUS OCCASION.

The bunny scotch has bent down ears perked, waistcoat slightly crooked and yes, i see you! Happy celebration to you! Much like Peter Rabbit slipping past the hedgerows (with Flopsy and Mopsy trying ever so properly to follow), we have gathered our brightest thoughts and tucked them carefully into this celebration do mind the crumbs, and oh dear, let us hope no gardener is watching.

Bringing a cup of tea, chipping down the sweets, sugar dust upon our paws, we shall quite forget the tick of the clock whenever you are here, for joy thumps louder than time itself. Hereby, to you, the ones sharing this teacup moment with us: @KasteelOfDuisterg, @RogueLorth and @VonityS. May your days be lively as a meadow dash and your heart always safe within our little burrow.

With paws full of affection,
Tale of @Mondcroft

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𝗦𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗢𝗜𝗔 𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗠 / 朱.
───────── Generations Unfolding.

Vermillion petals drooped under the weight of a sudden, hollow ambition, their vivid roots drinking from a soil grown cold with absence. The remaining spirits moved through the estate like ghosts in a house too large, reaching out for spectral hands that didn’t arrive to meet them. Ominously, there sounded a repeated oath: 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘜𝘚 𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘔 𝘐𝘕 𝘊𝘙𝘐𝘔𝘚𝘖𝘕 𝘜𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘠. No longer passive in their mourning, the awakened spirits step past the threshold of the gates, their movements synchronised with the ancient rhythm of a clock that must be set right.

Enveloped: The Forage Involved 🐦‍🔥
The Deity of Pangu: Father Figure (1988-1999)
The Lineage of Zhu: Children (2000-2010)

Salutations to the house of the ancient hearth. You seek the blood-red flower in its entirety, and I am (Name + Username), the scattered petal of (Muse + Line) carried away by the wind, returning to heal the fracture in the estate’s absence.

Tracing the frayed and tangled threads of the red spider lily that stretched across the unknown world, it shall occur to you to approximate towards @TheZhuBot, dear Scattered Petals.

Viewed Thoroughly,
@LineageOfZhu.
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