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‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive @Dolovent, @Myldemoor, @Bluesofgoury, @MeadowOfRoselain. transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.
ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.
‣ㅤ autumnal poetry: (ii) ─── diary.
The grains of warmth make everyone feel its beauty, pensively looking out the window surrounded by chirping birds.
ㅤ／ 🖊ㅤFull of magic that captivates our family, it keeps many beautiful verses of poetry, a place of great wisdom and will always shine. would like to wish our esteemed neighbors a happy mensive @Dolovent, @Myldemoor, @Bluesofgoury, @MeadowOfRoselain. transports of delight. wielded them with merrymaking precision, their light waking golden fire in the future.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ.. sparkling night. pocket, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAncient O'clock.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤⓘ 15.50 ◟happiness.
ㅤ ( .. ) ─── happy, xi.ver : a diary full of mystery in it was found worn, ancient and dirty. contains the daily life of our family in beautiful autumn, scattered with romantic poetry from ancient times. ────────────────────
It is so full of happiness here, many ancient records are neatly arranged, with the signature of The Delaire Family. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsincerely, @TheDelaire.
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Forwarded from RISE & REALIZE: RIIZE #ShotaroOtterTime.
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ㅤㅤSPREΛD THΣ VENOM * 4X-WILD MAP‽
ㅤㅤ⤵️ BOX! MIND! DOWN! DIAL +21-1103
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ㅤㅤSPREΛD THΣ VENOM * 4X-WILD MAP‽
ㅤㅤ⤵️ BOX! MIND! DOWN! DIAL +21-1103
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PRESSURE ON THEㅤㅤ📞 ㅤ(STUCK)ㅤㅤ
CORRUPTED MEMORYㅤ “Hello, Jimmy!”ㅤㅤㅤㅤ"X-on" over ‽ to 4 / 44 $
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ rendering identities no
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlonger private.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘚𝘰𝘩𝘦𝘦?
(🩻) abandoned identity: 21:11 * 03
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Forwarded from Família of Mertzlan: Newfangled Outward In Life-Fate.
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WRAITH OF WARMTH
Still Alive. Still Mine.
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We didn't arrive to retrieve or ravage, but to inspect what fortune means to those who still stand in the Borderland. Because here, fortune is just another name for survival. With decency and intent, we present OUR FIRST-EVER-EVENT. An area created not from achievement, but from retention.
TIME KEEPS TO CRUISE—BUT FIXATION NEVER PALE. BETWEEN EXISTENCE AND FORFEITURE, WE ARE STILL HOMINID: In an sphere that keeps finale, we choose to keep fixation. Through words left behind, and warmth shared.
┼── Wraith of Warmth is a halt amid the havoc. An area where messages become matins, and simple words become code that we are still existent. For those who are forfeiture, for those who reside, and for those we haven't had the moment to curtsy. Tonight, we send our fixation in the most homonid way possible: through words. Because in Borderland, even spirits have the right to feel warm. 🎴
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WRAITH OF WARMTH
Still Alive. Still Mine.
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ㅤ ♡ ♧ ♤ ♢
We didn't arrive to retrieve or ravage, but to inspect what fortune means to those who still stand in the Borderland. Because here, fortune is just another name for survival. With decency and intent, we present OUR FIRST-EVER-EVENT. An area created not from achievement, but from retention.
TIME KEEPS TO CRUISE—BUT FIXATION NEVER PALE. BETWEEN EXISTENCE AND FORFEITURE, WE ARE STILL HOMINID: In an sphere that keeps finale, we choose to keep fixation. Through words left behind, and warmth shared.
┼── Wraith of Warmth is a halt amid the havoc. An area where messages become matins, and simple words become code that we are still existent. For those who are forfeiture, for those who reside, and for those we haven't had the moment to curtsy. Tonight, we send our fixation in the most homonid way possible: through words. Because in Borderland, even spirits have the right to feel warm. 🎴
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Forwarded from DOPE SHELTER OF THE SVEIC.
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📁.DRAFT: Quiet corner gave rise
to something steady: THE SVEIC. *
It wasn’t made to impress, just to exist. A spot that feels like home when the city rushes by too fast, where stories brush shoulders, some sticking around, some passing like graffiti on a wall that time can’t scrub away.
Certain corners await their rightful keepers: the Uncle (’95–’99), firm as the roadway that beareth the weight of years; the Eldest (’02–’03), calm and wise, guiding through motion; the Middle (’04–’06), bold enough to kindle connection; and the Youngest (’07–’09), bringing light where the night doth linger.
CLAIM YOUR SPOT! 🚧🛑
Scope the seats before you roll in, then drop your name to @sveicobot and stake your claim &. /⛐
ㅤㅤMAY THE CITY’S HUM LEAD YOU HOME.
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📁.DRAFT: Quiet corner gave rise
to something steady: THE SVEIC. *
It wasn’t made to impress, just to exist. A spot that feels like home when the city rushes by too fast, where stories brush shoulders, some sticking around, some passing like graffiti on a wall that time can’t scrub away.
Certain corners await their rightful keepers: the Uncle (’95–’99), firm as the roadway that beareth the weight of years; the Eldest (’02–’03), calm and wise, guiding through motion; the Middle (’04–’06), bold enough to kindle connection; and the Youngest (’07–’09), bringing light where the night doth linger.
CLAIM YOUR SPOT! 🚧🛑
Yo, Sveic! I’m (Name, Muse, Line, @Username). Steppin’ in to claim the spot as (Uncle/Eldest/Middle/Youngest). If this city’s rhythm matches mine, then maybe this is where I’m meant to stay.Scope the seats before you roll in, then drop your name to @sveicobot and stake your claim &. /⛐
ㅤㅤMAY THE CITY’S HUM LEAD YOU HOME.