hi, delaviess!

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( FORTUNE   :   MET. ) 1990
AS THE STRINGS ATTACHED BECOMING ONE, MEETING ANOTHER, AND DEFINE PERFECTION.

ENRAPTURING COUNTENANCED SACRIFICE WHICH MET IN REVIVING OOMPH, TO ACCOMODATE DIVERSENESS. “What… Is ‘this red-string…?” / Sumptuousness in conscious outpouring arches, to the sorcery that created leash to a traveling home. Strings lingers in my finger, within psyche of fortune which highlights the home. Felt, euphoric in sequences. What such panaroma icadescence felt, meeting the visual idyllc of soulmates. The devoting Scarvaine!
(ON SEEK FOR: FAMILIES-SIBLINGSHOOD)
CONCLUDING SUCH O’HEARTED….

∴ HANDS, AS IN OLDEST (1997-2001)
∴ TORSO, AS IN MIDDLE (2002–2005)

Dearly #SCARLINES throughout our journey found us in stringed, it is may—or may not be bewitched to a fate amongst us. My name, (YOUR NAME) by sole in age of (LINE BIRTH) found ways toward a home: as faces of mine (MUSE) has powerful guide to Scarvaine’s territory.

           HEADLY,   STRINGS-HOLDS-US!
        YOU  DELIGHT  TO  BE  WITH  US
  @SCARVAINEBOT  STRING  YOU:  COME.

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selamat malam delav

Finally met again after a while and somehow it felt a little softer than usual, like time slowed down just enough for us to catch up, Delaire’s James lighting the fire like always, Mills’s Anton busy buying stuff, Scalden’s Jay quietly prepping everything, Dewmourne’s Hanbin cooking something warm, and Bosche’s Yuha just sitting there enjoying every bite, no deep talks just random convos and small laughs, but it all felt right, like nothing really changed and maybe some things never do.