Noi Le Merfyn: The Dawn That Belong To Us.
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(BILINGUAL) /. Tea rings stain wooden tables; pages stay half-open like sleeves brushing porcelain, the cups cooling beside ink that refuses haste.

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Afternoon, Bellies! To welcome Wednesday, Bellinors' Woonhak and Merfyn's Leehan went out to spend some free time. We tried to create some masterpiece with clay. First, we have to prepare the clay. We knead it with our hands, folding and pressing it over and over. Then comes the wheel. We place the clay in the center of the spinning wheel and wet our hands so they glide easily. At first, the clay wobbles and fights us, but slowly with gentle pressure, we center it. As the wheel spins, our fingers guide the shape like steering a tiny planet. When the piece is finished, we cut it from the wheel with a thin wire and leave it to dry until it feels firm like leather. After it dried, we paint it with glaze, a special liquid that melts during a second firing and turns colorfully shiny. I drew a little snowman and He drew a line around the plate with His fish sign. Today was such a lovely day, I hope our moments can make you happy too, Bellies!
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Bellinors' Woonhak just drew himself. He's a natural and a cutie. :O I'm amazed! Please show some appreciation by giving us some reactions, guys. That would mean a lot to us!
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ㅤㅤ“An Interlude Written On The
        14th Of May Between Two
Cooling Cups.”

There resides a quiet tenderness within assemblies that unfurl unhurriedly much like dawn insinuating itself upon the horizon. Conversations meander without compulsion, journals accrue their modest confessions, and epistles find repose within meticulously folded envelopes. We’re no longer just a gathering, we become a sanctuary under soft constellations. With unfeigned cordiality, we tender our felicitations toward @Ningrounds, @RosierGateau, and @TheMarelique as a modest token of regard and present this small tribute of gratitude. May the road that stretches ahead remain adorned with discerning companionship as innumerable cups of coffee left to cool beside conversations that refuse the brevity of time.

With abiding goodwill,
@NoiMerfyn.

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Last night, we completely stopped paying attention to where we were even supposed to be going and just wandered down the street in messy little groups. Wilkins’ Martin was deep into this ridiculously passionate argument over the silliest topic ever with Coathe’s Yujin while Merfyn’s Seonghyeon and A-na kept adding comments that only made the whole thing more chaotic. Nyx’s Sanghyeon leaned over and said something to Wendissle’s Sarang, making her lightly punch him in the arm which instantly made Bloometh’s Wonhee, Thimblea’s Haeun and Hutchinson’s Juhoon burst out laughing.

And the second the smell of tteokbokki and hotteok hit, everyone got distracted. We all ended up crowding around the pojangmacha stalls like we’d been summoned there. Samniont’s Saebi and Romanovna’s Nahyun kept sneaking bites from everyone else’s food before finally ordering their own food, while Calsearth’s Ako, Eldraeth’s Mia and Hefflin’s Ian burned their tongues on odeng because none of them had the patience to wait even a few seconds. It’s kind of our thing—someone had to pay for everything when they lose the last game. Well, any guesses who it was?
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