Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @TheGeldart as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Echoing forever This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
📬 Art's Ge.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @Aemorevolous, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in Slipping Through My Fingers. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Lukarist Kiehr. 🖤

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trails toward you, dear @lovelacedust—as if each breeze carries your name, and every flicker of candlelight remembers your warmth. The hush of falling leaves blends with soft, lulling sounds that rest gently in this quiet moment, framed here: The Most Beautiful Thing. This letter carries pieces of me—yearning, tender and quietly reaching for you, The Solace of Endearing Autumn is calling us, softly and sincerely

Yours in the hush between breath and longing,
H, Fallner.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @CaveOfLoughrey, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Home. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Helio Loughrey. 🦕

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @Myunyg, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in Fallen Star. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Night.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trails toward you, dear @ChenHeayi—as if each breeze carries your name, and every flicker of candlelight remembers your warmth. The hush of falling leaves blends with soft, lulling sounds that rest gently in this quiet moment, framed here: They don't know about us. This letter carries pieces of me—yearning, tender and quietly reaching for you, The Solace of Endearing Autumn is calling us, softly and sincerely

Yours in the hush between breath and longing,
📬 Your silly one ( you said )

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @cSwiefties, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in Count On Me. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Kapitut. 🩷

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trails toward you, dear @leelleesol—as if each breeze carries your name, and every flicker of candlelight remembers your warmth. The hush of falling leaves blends with soft, lulling sounds that rest gently in this quiet moment, framed here: Best Part. This letter carries pieces of me—yearning, tender and quietly reaching for you, The Solace of Endearing Autumn is calling us, softly and sincerely

Yours in the hush between breath and longing,
♥️

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @Altefiore, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Untukku. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Altefiore’s own little starglow.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @LegacyOfDustborne, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Rumah Ke Rumah. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Dustborne's Iroha

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @xyoona, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in You're here that's the thing. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Night.

Udah yuk lanjut send lagi buat sesi dua YANG BANYAK ke @ HOLD sampe 14.30. Jangan lupa perhatiin TnC nya, Delaves! (https://t.me/TheDelaire/14121). Kalau bingung, bisa intip contoh dari kita (https://t.me/TheDelaire/14123). Buat yang gg karena ini teruntuk orang-orang yang spesial bagi kalian >_<

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @LandOfHathaway, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Yellow. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Buttercup.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @kiiitiny, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in Coffee. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Annie Orange.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @gelinyoy, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in See You Again. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Your Jiyu.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @YearnForLulu, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: Wonderwall. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Adik El.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. My thoughts drift gently homeward —to you, @Sakuvya, as the candle breathes its glow and falling leaves whisper stories we've lived and held close. In the soft hush of the season, warm echoes gather and settle around me, wrapped in this soundscape: I Always Wanted A Brother. This letter is a gentle thread, reaching across time and distance, tied with care and memory, The Solace of Endearing Autumn calls in a sincere and steady voice—like family.

With all the love this quiet brings,
Abg El.

Beneath the roof of amber clouds, the wind whistles through branches of scattering leaves in secret and serene voices. Every thought trail towards you, dear @osuilee, while the candle blow its fire and hush of falling leaves mixed with lulling noises that framed in Pluto Projector. This heartfelt letter tethered below, pointing to a yearning fragments. The Solace of Endearing Autumn calling in a subtle and sincere way.

Yours in between autumn hush,
Soreia.