Anarchy With The Lorths; Resist Until The End.
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Turning up the volume and breaking the rules—Lorth’s where the chaos hits hard. 🫀 “You’ve found us? Time to flee!”

@TheLorth @LorthBot
PS: @LorthRobot —strictly for SFS and clearing out who’s left. Let’s rock this!
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*  ׁ 𓈒 THE GLASS OF 🍸
━━━━━━ THE THIRST
HAS BEEN BROKE, DROPPING OFF SWEET
DRIPS   (‘ꗃ,) OF SUMMER TIDE
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. . . IN THE HEAT ━━ 𖤝 ━━

𝑮𝑶𝑳𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑹 : 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝟑

🜨  ࣪ . . #LemonDrop ࣪ ˖ 🍋

Extreme weather, but with refreshing handling. Just like when your life give you a lemon, just make it drop on the edge of sunlight of joy. The sky goes down, and drops it rains. But still, you can feel the heat and thirst inside you, right?
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Scalden’s Wonhee & Lorth’s Yunah are born to slay and wired like a rockstar! angkat tangan yang setuju scaldiest. 😆😆
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Hi, how was your night? I spent mine with someone really special. We just enjoyed being together. Sharing loving eye contact, sweet moments, and lots of laughs. This time, we went on a movie date and chose a horror film, which added a fun little thrill, like a romantic-challenge. It was such a lovely night, because I was with my gorgeous love, Vansent's Boom. Hope your night was just as meaningful.
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THERE IT STOOD: AN OPEN GATE. 🎴♠️
What stood at the edge was no doorway
to light, split wide to beckon the ash-born
home to what the fire regurgitated.

We seek the kindled infernos who torch through its fount: AUNCLES (90–99) & CHILDREN (00–06). Those whose grit breaks louder than any legacy ever could, eyes scorched open by the heat of too many returns, and follow the rites and rules it sets, mark your presence through: @IgnisFamiliaBot.

I come not in search of flame, but as what remains when flame has passed. I am  (Name & @Username) + (Muse Name & Line) shaped where fire once collapsed, made of memory, marrow, and what heat refused to kill. I speak not to be welcomed, but to echo in the halls that once held silence.


The crossing bore no hint of arrival. The fire waned, then hissed, as if something below knew it too. Recognition slid over on the tongue, bitter and dry. They stepped through. Together. Into each other.
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𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝗿
𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻.

Lunar Symphony: A Musical Ode to the Moon invitation letter to attend our performance as a part of the moon. As long as your portrayer's name hasn't been scribed here, the Schumanns—an bilingual Based family, would love to happily welcome you with warming gramercy and gleeful pleasantry. Celestial performance under the moon’s gentle, where harmonies shimmer like lunar light. Our orchestra, weaves melodies that echo its phases—crescent whispers, gibbous dreams, and full-moon crescendos, To those born between DER TANTE (1997-1998), DER SOHN & TOCHER (1999-2009) , regardless of gender, we extend this lunar invitation to join our moon orchestra. Embrace the Schumann name and let your soul resonate with our celestial flower a longing stirs to seek a single flower holding the secrets of the night and a beauty that only those bold enough to explore the darkness can savor.

Frabjous day, Schumann! I came here with mere intentions of being a part of the family. Herewith I, Yourname, standing gracefully as I wish to pledge my destiny for the Schumanns. Do consider me, please. Danke schön ㅤㅤㅤㅤ


You may bestow your letter to our conyevor, @DieSchumannBot—but you’re not allowed to reach us out if you don’t match our criteria. We dearly anticipated your participation and we wish to meet you soon. Lastly, before ending our spotlight, we shall bid you good luck, future Schumanns.
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🖤 A LANTERN GLOW IN THE NIGHT
In the castle's highest tower dwelling, the hermit sits with cards foretelling.

ㅤWAITING ON
ㅤㅤHIS FATE OF
ㅤㅤㅤ 15TH JUNE

ㅤㅤㅤ HE IS #THEHERMITYEOSANG.

Within art's frame, his image waits, admiring himself as he holds the golden key. The key of wisdom, worn and brass, unlocks the gate where shadows stop by and pass. The card has been flipped, carving his own charming self there. In the end, his fate has been chosen.

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