The morning in London was quiet as Delaire’s Wonhee and Sveic’s Woonhak walked side by side, just enjoying the cool air without any real plan.
Then Wonhee suddenly stopped, eyes locked on a convenience store full of colorful snacks. She rushed forward, calling, “Woonhak, tungguin aku!” before disappearing inside. When he finally came out with an armful of snacks, Woonhak sighed, “Lama banget, kocak.”
As expected, all the snacks ended up in Woonhak’s bag while Wonhee happily opened the first one. Their peaceful stroll turned into a snack detour—but it still felt like a perfect morning for them.
Then Wonhee suddenly stopped, eyes locked on a convenience store full of colorful snacks. She rushed forward, calling, “Woonhak, tungguin aku!” before disappearing inside. When he finally came out with an armful of snacks, Woonhak sighed, “Lama banget, kocak.”
As expected, all the snacks ended up in Woonhak’s bag while Wonhee happily opened the first one. Their peaceful stroll turned into a snack detour—but it still felt like a perfect morning for them.
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⊹
₊ ݁.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SowonInFullBloom. ❀ˎˊ˗
⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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⋆⭒˚.⋆⊹₊⟡⋆⋆˚｡⋆
. ݁₊
⊹ .
݁ ⟡
݁ .
⊹
₊ ݁.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #SowonInFullBloom. ❀ˎˊ˗
⠀⠀A CAVALCADE OF
⠀⠀PINK-CROWNED PETALS
Petals, peonies, parade, paradise—
Heaven pours its bliss to earth.
December blooms in hues that mesmerize,
Where blessings rise in tender birth.
Lanterns sway with melodies of delight,
Butterflies in quiet reverence glide.
Be yourself the luminous light,
The one whom we honor with utmost pride.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀They say every home houses its own kind of light. Some claim theirs is the silver moon; others boast of stars winking from their rooftops. But her house is brightened by a different incandescence altogether. Not a mere lantern, its glow comes from peonies whose petals blush as if spring had molded each hue with its gentlest hands. And yet, even that celestial bloom is not the most radiant presence in her garden-like sanctuary. The truest glow gathers within her, a miracle whose soul illumines the rooms more tenderly than any constellation.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Once a year, on the 7th of December, she opens her floral-lacquered gates. Lanterns breathe to life under her warmth, and the path to her chamber softens into a festival glow. Thus begins the Peony Parade, a blooming assembly escorted by dusk-tinted butterflies, each one bedecked in iridescent hues.
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⠀ `· . PnG; The Rosy Diadem. ࿆
⠀⠀⠀ MP4; The Effervescent Lanternflies. ⚘( ၴႅၴ
⠀⠀⠀⠀Beneath the moonlit veranda, amid honeyed stillness, she offers homage to those who honor the rite. Tranquility spirals in slow ascent; the procession gathers under the blessing of luminary benedictions: the petal-bearer emissary who adorns the twibbon with color, @rJakeh; the flutter-warden who tends to wing-lit words, @Claudyssey; the custodian of garden sparkle, @GfriendTwibbon, in the company of @Afrodistrella, @TeenBuds, @CastleOfEryndor, @AmphitriteCosmic, @HouseOfEtherhail, @Calsearth, @TheDelaire, @Norchlle, @DynastLands and @GenActs; the keeper of drifting prayers, @DesEnterprise, @GFriendsUpdate and @VivizUpdates. Under the watch of the wingwatch acolyte (@GFriendRobot), this parade begins as a tribute to the ones who keep the peonies glowing, souls so pure that even darkness bows to their light.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.˚⊹. ࣪𓉸 ࣪⊹˚.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀They say every home houses its own kind of light. Some claim theirs is the silver moon; others boast of stars winking from their rooftops. But her house is brightened by a different incandescence altogether. Not a mere lantern, its glow comes from peonies whose petals blush as if spring had molded each hue with its gentlest hands. And yet, even that celestial bloom is not the most radiant presence in her garden-like sanctuary. The truest glow gathers within her, a miracle whose soul illumines the rooms more tenderly than any constellation.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Once a year, on the 7th of December, she opens her floral-lacquered gates. Lanterns breathe to life under her warmth, and the path to her chamber softens into a festival glow. Thus begins the Peony Parade, a blooming assembly escorted by dusk-tinted butterflies, each one bedecked in iridescent hues.
⠀:¨ ·.· ¨:⠀
⠀ `· . PnG; The Rosy Diadem. ࿆
⠀⠀⠀ MP4; The Effervescent Lanternflies. ⚘( ၴႅၴ
⠀⠀⠀⠀Beneath the moonlit veranda, amid honeyed stillness, she offers homage to those who honor the rite. Tranquility spirals in slow ascent; the procession gathers under the blessing of luminary benedictions: the petal-bearer emissary who adorns the twibbon with color, @rJakeh; the flutter-warden who tends to wing-lit words, @Claudyssey; the custodian of garden sparkle, @GfriendTwibbon, in the company of @Afrodistrella, @TeenBuds, @CastleOfEryndor, @AmphitriteCosmic, @HouseOfEtherhail, @Calsearth, @TheDelaire, @Norchlle, @DynastLands and @GenActs; the keeper of drifting prayers, @DesEnterprise, @GFriendsUpdate and @VivizUpdates. Under the watch of the wingwatch acolyte (@GFriendRobot), this parade begins as a tribute to the ones who keep the peonies glowing, souls so pure that even darkness bows to their light.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.˚⊹. ࣪𓉸 ࣪⊹˚.
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yang bandel unsubs sembarangan nanti dimakan sama wonhee