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Whispers of Autumn : .............
A Season Written For You / 🍁
In the golden hush of the turning year,
when the trees shed their brilliance like
whispered promises and the wind &—
carries the scent of earth, ember, and
memory, we gather—not merely for
warmth or wonder, but for something
FAR MORE TENDER.
This is a season spun from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤamber light and fleeting beauty, a
time when the world itself seems to
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpause, to exhale, to soften.
ㅤㅤㅤAutumn, in all its wistful glory, is not
ㅤㅤㅤsimply a backdrop but it is the very
ㅤㅤㅤlanguage of longing, of remembrance,
ㅤㅤㅤof love that lingers gently, and like the
ㅤㅤㅤlast rays of a sun reluctant to set. ❀
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐,
beneath canopies
of russet and gold,
ㅤㅤㅤwith hands wrappedㅤㅤㅤaround cups
ㅤㅤㅤof spiced comfortㅤㅤㅤand hearts inked
ㅤㅤㅤwith quiet affection,ㅤㅤㅤwe welcome you
ㅤㅤㅤto an eveningㅤㅤㅤcrafted not of spectacle,
ㅤㅤㅤbut ㅤㅤㅤof ㅤㅤㅤsentiment.
A celebration not of grand declarations, but of quiet dedications—the kind that live in the margins of letters, the breath between words, the pauses in a handwritten line. THIS IS FOR THE BELOVED,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ spoken or unspoken.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ/
𝒊. For the one whose name still
ㅤㅤㅤㅤechoes in the rustle of leaves.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊.ㅤㅤFor the one to whom every
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpage, every pour, every pause
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤisㅤㅤ ㅤ quietlyㅤㅤ ㅤoffered.
ㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊𝒊. For you, Delaves.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Whispers of Autumn : .............
A Season Written For You / 🍁
In the golden hush of the turning year,
when the trees shed their brilliance like
whispered promises and the wind &—
carries the scent of earth, ember, and
memory, we gather—not merely for
warmth or wonder, but for something
FAR MORE TENDER.
This is a season spun from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤamber light and fleeting beauty, a
time when the world itself seems to
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpause, to exhale, to soften.
ㅤㅤㅤAutumn, in all its wistful glory, is not
ㅤㅤㅤsimply a backdrop but it is the very
ㅤㅤㅤlanguage of longing, of remembrance,
ㅤㅤㅤof love that lingers gently, and like the
ㅤㅤㅤlast rays of a sun reluctant to set. ❀
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐,
beneath canopies
of russet and gold,
ㅤㅤㅤwith hands wrappedㅤㅤㅤaround cups
ㅤㅤㅤof spiced comfortㅤㅤㅤand hearts inked
ㅤㅤㅤwith quiet affection,ㅤㅤㅤwe welcome you
ㅤㅤㅤto an eveningㅤㅤㅤcrafted not of spectacle,
ㅤㅤㅤbut ㅤㅤㅤof ㅤㅤㅤsentiment.
A celebration not of grand declarations, but of quiet dedications—the kind that live in the margins of letters, the breath between words, the pauses in a handwritten line. THIS IS FOR THE BELOVED,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ spoken or unspoken.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ/
𝒊. For the one whose name still
ㅤㅤㅤㅤechoes in the rustle of leaves.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊.ㅤㅤFor the one to whom every
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpage, every pour, every pause
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤisㅤㅤ ㅤ quietlyㅤㅤ ㅤoffered.
ㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊𝒊. For you, Delaves.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from The Tropical Trails: Soigné Famillie.
HERE THE MASK OF
THE TROPICAL ISLAND.
· · · · •┈┈───﹙🍹﹚───┈┈• · · · ·
Adorn the feast
with flair and grace,
let garnishes fall
into place.
In colors matched,
they bloom and gleam.
A lively, fresh,
and festive dream.
Forwarded from The Tropical Trails: Soigné Famillie.
The palm leaves swayed with joy, the sun shone boldly overhead that warmed the surroundings with a the energy, and the gentle breeze created the perfect harmony to cool the day. it was a tacit affirmation from the earth itself, a quiet nod that the encounter had gained favour in the eyes of nature. Set against the tropical backdrop of Hawaii, refreshing drinks were offered for all to enjoy:
✿ Fresh juice with an aromatic touch (MP4)
✿ Pure water with a hint of color (PNG)
Droplets of water glisten on the fruits, their ripeness offering a feast for the senses, and every peel releases the promise of sweetness. With each swallow, expect to quench your thirst, smiling as you savour the sip. Expect to savour each and every sip of the brew.
From the tropical beauty of Hawaii to the drop by drop freshness of each glass, the blast of spring breeze with its scent, the endless crashing of waves slaughtering. The visionaries welcomed guests with open arms, celebrating the spirit of #OneSipWithSoigne. Each sip is made to be savoured, not rushed moments of pause where freshness meets delight. Should any visitor find it difficult to choose from the curated selections, they were invited to reach out to @TheSoigneBot. The visionaries stood ready to lend a hand, ensuring everyone received the perfect sip.
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𖥔| Betwixt the nightmarish woodland, the ninth of inferno that shredding a scarlett crimson. The enormously; gloomy tunnel known as the ninth circle is where spirits gather wealth and engage in conflict over earthly possessions. To lift the forward, we must outsmart crafty and vengeful ghosts. Confronts the vicious and murderous perpetrators in a savagely undergrowth. Eyewitness the histories of those who existed on surface and did horrible deeds. Bureaucracy, which prevents them from displaying genuine generosity. Given that the moment the pendulum swung, there has been uninterrupted festivities constant an occasion that bestows favorable circumstances to our acquaintances: @DwellsOfTokki @LeClives @Wraitheight @TheRuneshard @TheStahlbaum @Clardforge @Shinkairyuu.
The title of an unmatched and incomprehensible sense of fulfillment in an autobiography prolonged with luxuries about present-day as well as algorithms in every moment begins with an entire day soaked with ardor. Give an enormity of vigor that is focused on the great occasion.
With a lot of unspoken
wickedness we'll halt, @Sethlore. ⬪
The title of an unmatched and incomprehensible sense of fulfillment in an autobiography prolonged with luxuries about present-day as well as algorithms in every moment begins with an entire day soaked with ardor. Give an enormity of vigor that is focused on the great occasion.
With a lot of unspoken
wickedness we'll halt, @Sethlore. ⬪
💘2
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Forwarded from WAVESPROJECTS #FourthOfAllTrades.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
STRΣET BËAT J∆CKPØT
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
🜊 04.08: RØLLING ÖUT NΣW VERSION.
PØWΣR-UP ⬈ .. 🚸 NΞXT PH∆SE, 21th
︎︎Baröque Zippers Snäked Cryptic
Riddles Acrøss Panels.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
MI§L!T BR∀ID$ T∆NGLED
IN MAELSTRØMS. // ™
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎#Barcode21OnFire
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎
STRΣET BËAT J∆CKPØT
(89.)︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
🜊 04.08: RØLLING ÖUT NΣW VERSION.
PØWΣR-UP ⬈ .. 🚸 NΞXT PH∆SE, 21th
︎︎Baröque Zippers Snäked Cryptic
Riddles Acrøss Panels.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
1-389-XX-BTMI§L!T BR∀ID$ T∆NGLED
IN MAELSTRØMS. // ™
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎#Barcode21OnFire
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎
Forwarded from WAVESPROJECTS #FourthOfAllTrades.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
📞 .. EPIC DAY OUT: Abräsion scars sang eulogies to fractured boardwalks ãs mercury-stained gloves clënched spectral recørds of revolt while schist-lined decks piröuetted ön fractured low-key buzz wind.
#Barcode21OnFire Night-scorched cobblestones trembled obsidian-søled insurgents, silhöuettes brandishing’ incendiary verve amid brümal zephyrs.
BLØCK GÖT LOUD 4ND PRÖUD
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎&. STRΞET SHØUTS¡!®️
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎⟳ ︎︎(49-229: .. DXV)
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎CURBS!DE INSÜRRECTION. 📲
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ⓘ SNAPSHØT SH4KEDÖWN ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ DIGITAL ANIMATION V.1
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ NON-MOTION V.2
Stilettöed banshees howled riotous canticles, feet pøunding syncopated staccatos on marbled debris as brazen flux danced phosphorescent helixes. We fling our gröøvalicious gratitude tøward @TRNDSETTEE, conjürer õur trendy frame, salute @NOTRAGES, spinner of verbiage äs hip and radiant as neön streetlamps, and of çourse, celebrate the cherishëd tribe, their vibey presence igniting and amplifying the electric jubilation of this ëpic day; @MlNDWAVE @Tinnasiit @Pesth. It consecrates and contacts @WavesProjectsBot to help you with anythings. ︎︎This shall become an indelible echo etched üpon the roadside’s fringë. ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
📞 .. EPIC DAY OUT: Abräsion scars sang eulogies to fractured boardwalks ãs mercury-stained gloves clënched spectral recørds of revolt while schist-lined decks piröuetted ön fractured low-key buzz wind.
#Barcode21OnFire Night-scorched cobblestones trembled obsidian-søled insurgents, silhöuettes brandishing’ incendiary verve amid brümal zephyrs.
✸ 728-00 Lanthorn glïmmers cast cryptic chiaroscuro ön ragtag phalanxes draped in catacømb-hued___⁹⁹⁹ mohawks and tättersleeves stitched crepüscular sigils. BLØCK GÖT LOUD 4ND PRÖUD
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎&. STRΞET SHØUTS¡!®️
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎⟳ ︎︎(49-229: .. DXV)
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎CURBS!DE INSÜRRECTION. 📲
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ⓘ SNAPSHØT SH4KEDÖWN ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎
︎︎ DIGITAL ANIMATION V.1
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ NON-MOTION V.2
Stilettöed banshees howled riotous canticles, feet pøunding syncopated staccatos on marbled debris as brazen flux danced phosphorescent helixes. We fling our gröøvalicious gratitude tøward @TRNDSETTEE, conjürer õur trendy frame, salute @NOTRAGES, spinner of verbiage äs hip and radiant as neön streetlamps, and of çourse, celebrate the cherishëd tribe, their vibey presence igniting and amplifying the electric jubilation of this ëpic day; @MlNDWAVE @Tinnasiit @Pesth. It consecrates and contacts @WavesProjectsBot to help you with anythings. ︎︎This shall become an indelible echo etched üpon the roadside’s fringë. ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
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Forwarded from 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒍, 𝑨𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒔 𝑬𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂. ִֶཐི༏ཋྀ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ✤ | • • | Beautiful memories have returned, gathering for a moment of remembrance. In the midst of winter that tempts to freeze the heart as well as the body, but is repelled by the warmth of the feelings created. Little surprise and continued happiness flowed.
ㅤㅤㅤ “Season of memories, Secondly”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⚞ August 2, 2025, 7:00 PM.
ㅤㅤ Declared the second giveaway event
ㅤㅤ on @Afrodistrella. Especially prizes
ㅤㅤ containing the field of profile needs.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ 𔒝 ·· GIVEAWAY RULES;
ㅤ✤ | • • | Beautiful memories have returned, gathering for a moment of remembrance. In the midst of winter that tempts to freeze the heart as well as the body, but is repelled by the warmth of the feelings created. Little surprise and continued happiness flowed.
ㅤㅤㅤ “Season of memories, Secondly”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⚞ August 2, 2025, 7:00 PM.
ㅤㅤ Declared the second giveaway event
ㅤㅤ on @Afrodistrella. Especially prizes
ㅤㅤ containing the field of profile needs.
Get it with "First Come, First Served" system. ⚟ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚚. Premium Bundle (2 slots)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚚. Non Premium Bundle (2 slots)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚚. Rapch (2 slots)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚚. Moodboard Deco (2 slots)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ 𔒝 ·· GIVEAWAY RULES;
✾. Required to subscribe first
to @Afrodistrella & @Grotwish.
If you already get a prize once,
it's not allowed to send the
giveaway format for the
next prize.
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Forwarded from Glow where the zest Flows: Kwangerine Zestival! 🎪🍊
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
[HELP FORWARD]
The lights are dim, the stage breathes, and all that's left is one voice—yours. We’re setting the stage for a BOO SEUNGKWAN ONLY to join PAGUYUBAN, and the final spotlight seeks its rightful star. This isn’t just a casting call. It’s a summons for those who feel music in their bones and presence in their core.
(Notice) If you’ve ever longed to be part of something that feels like a final encore every time we gather—this is your opening cue and make sure you understand how the paguyuban system works.
(https://t.me/+auM1voJlkK4zMmZl)
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[HELP FORWARD]
The lights are dim, the stage breathes, and all that's left is one voice—yours. We’re setting the stage for a BOO SEUNGKWAN ONLY to join PAGUYUBAN, and the final spotlight seeks its rightful star. This isn’t just a casting call. It’s a summons for those who feel music in their bones and presence in their core.
(Notice) If you’ve ever longed to be part of something that feels like a final encore every time we gather—this is your opening cue and make sure you understand how the paguyuban system works.
(https://t.me/+auM1voJlkK4zMmZl)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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KWANGERINE HADIR.
Tongkrongan jruk fenomenal, yg g fenomenal gsh join, phm-! *memberi paham dengan nada kak gem*
BY MENSIP TGL 1 BY
Main ch @kwangerines
Ch arsip @kwangerinotes
Comsect
https://t.me/+qJRj4FBIK5BlOTdl
BY MENSIP TGL 1 BY
Main ch @kwangerines
Ch arsip @kwangerinotes
Comsect
https://t.me/+qJRj4FBIK5BlOTdl
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Forwarded from Palatinate— Yonks: Norbury's House.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPALATINATE YONKS:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL TO RETURN. ㅤ
ㅤ
Some bonds are not of blood, but of reverence, silent vows passed like tides through time. The House of Norbury calls only those who feel the rhythm, who know the hush of lineage within. The turtle leads, not in haste, but in truth. As it bears its shell, so do we carry memory, layered, lived, unbroken.
This is no summons of status, but of stillness. A quiet invitation to walk alongside something enduring.
𑆅 ... Those born of 1994–1998
ㅤㅤㅤare now called Ocean Sentinels.
𑆅 ... Those born of 1999–2010 rise as the
ㅤㅤ Young Kin: Bearers of Shell, Harmony, Dawn.
If the cadence feels familiar, if the words rest upon your spirit as if remembered, then you have already heard the call.
Deliver this vow to the shellkeeper: @TheNorburyBot.
Your name shall be held—not broadcast, but remembered, within the SCROLL OF KIN.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ With shell steady and spirit still,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE NORBURY.🤍
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPALATINATE YONKS:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE CALL TO RETURN. ㅤ
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“Begins anew—not as mere inhabitants of time.” ㅤSome bonds are not of blood, but of reverence, silent vows passed like tides through time. The House of Norbury calls only those who feel the rhythm, who know the hush of lineage within. The turtle leads, not in haste, but in truth. As it bears its shell, so do we carry memory, layered, lived, unbroken.
This is no summons of status, but of stillness. A quiet invitation to walk alongside something enduring.
𑆅 ... Those born of 1994–1998
ㅤㅤㅤare now called Ocean Sentinels.
𑆅 ... Those born of 1999–2010 rise as the
ㅤㅤ Young Kin: Bearers of Shell, Harmony, Dawn.
If the cadence feels familiar, if the words rest upon your spirit as if remembered, then you have already heard the call.
I come not for crown nor acclaim, but for continuity. I am (Name & ID), born in (Birth Year) of (Muse), and I have felt the pulse of something ancient. I ask not to lead, nor to follow—but to walk within. Shellbound, and ready.
Deliver this vow to the shellkeeper: @TheNorburyBot.
Your name shall be held—not broadcast, but remembered, within the SCROLL OF KIN.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ With shell steady and spirit still,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE NORBURY.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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