What's #EUNHO's Love Language❓🤎 A little sway, a teasing glance, and that smile. Looks like his love language... is dancing right into your heart.

Tidak bosan-bosan melakukan dance challenge Love Language😎😎🌟🌟 LET'S GOO STREAMING LL, SONIEESSS!!!!! 💛💛💛

"Tea- tea- teach me, all about your love language"

Good morning, sonies! Have you had breakfast? if not, don't forget to have breakfast while teaching us your love language!!

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ㅤㅤA ROYAL SUMMONS: INVITATION TO
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWRITE THEIR DESTINY. 🪽
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Once upon a happily ever after in a land far away, where dreams are entwine with destiny, amidst the glades of magic. They claim, every kindred soul is forged for their fate and within the hallowed halls the choices remains sovereign. Here in this enchanted epoch, where legends breathe and the children of storied lineage gather not solely to tread the paths of their forebears but to seize the quill and signed their own chronicles upon the gilded book of yore.

Welcome to Everbloom Tales; where the parchment awaits your ink. We are sending out an invitation to every GIRLS PORTRAYERS born between the years of 2002 until 2008 to embark on our odyssey of ever-after! This is an invitation to a fellowship of kindred souls, where fates shall intertwine and destinies shall ignite on the Legacy Day. Check our attendance list in advance to prevent any identical magical shoes!  ˓  ✹ ִֶָ 

Extending my warmth felicitations! I, (name and username) adorned with the visage of (your muse and line) stand to pledge my destiny on the storybook of legend. Whether my tale be carved by the fate or etched through my own daring hand, I am poised to live my own happily ever after!

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The question lingers: will you follow the well-forged trail or dare to carve your own destiny into the storybook of legends? The fate of your story lies in your hands, @EvertalesBot! 🩷
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  MYLDEMOOR .. 𖡩 .. RENEWAL
PROLOGUE

Woodborn lineage 
#AetherOfMyldemoor

ㅤㅤ  “In the twilight of a fading age,
ㅤ the softest light beckons life anew.”

Where the last of the old ways
ㅤ   live in the soft light of the hearth.
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