Happy 2nd anniversary, Delaire. Long may we go on, let’s celebrate together, Delaves!

Prepare your letter, which is full of cherished memories. We’ll be starting the first session very soon :3

Our event is now officially open! Go on, send lots of entries to @ NextSession.
Don’t forget to check the T&Cs, Delaves! (https://t.me/TheDelaire/26820). If you’re unsure, you can take a look at our examples in the comments section for each set of rules. For those who aren’t taking part, this is for the people who are special to you >_<

Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @StringOfScarvaine found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, "Family is a place where you are blooming, and with scarvaine... I became a flower." and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.

In trusted heart,
Sox, Jecael.

The melody begins to play “18” amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @Rappunzel constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.

In all sincerity,
Khailden Fyn.

The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @Rappunzel upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.

Your pen pal,
Khailden Fyn.

Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @NoiMerfyn found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, thanks for being my best family and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.

In trusted heart,
Merfyn's Juhoon

Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @Forkacht found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, thanks for surviving this far, thanks for being care each-other and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.

In trusted heart,
Forkacht's Juhoon

The melody begins to play “Anyone” amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @Jueunt constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.

In all sincerity,
Saelric Houston.

The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @Jueunt upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.

Your pen pal,
Saelric Houston.

Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @LaMavieVine found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, thanks a ton for remaining a warm, warm, joyful home every second, accept me from last year, and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.

In trusted heart,
Luevine's Seonghyeon

The melody begins to play “U+Me” amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @Haanni makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.

In all sincerity,
Micah.

The melody begins to play “ venus ” amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @RasiBiased constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.

In all sincerity,
⭐️.

The melody begins to play “ you and forever ” amidst the stillness of the autumn leaves inside the cozy museum of reminiscence. We hear the #GalleryOfMelodies, recalling somebody @Foserh constantly makes the heart yearn for a warm embrace. The melody echoes through the halls of the museum, reminding us of the tenderness shared by two birds perched on a branch of an orange-leaved fir tree.

In all sincerity,
Vivi.

The ink in this dusty old typewriter may be dried away, nevertheless I wish once further to bestow a warm treasure upon your heart at the #GalleryOfPoetry. The aged structures in the midst of this autumnal woodland further stir my hands to engrave your name @Philanthhropic & @Zandikj upon this worn sheet of paper with ink freshly warmed by the hearth.

Your pen pal,
Endministrator ♥️

Amidst the warm autumn forest stands an old structure with the inscription #GalleryOfMemories carved into it, long since abandoned; a museum that lost its way. Upon revisiting it one day, @Hyjnjin found a scrap of paper bearing the saying, “My heart is so full of you I can hardly call it my own” and a maple leaf drifting in the breeze, carrying the hopeful message that you might forever remember the warmth, regardless of whether autumn is no longer in full swing.

In trusted heart,
Jevais Nareshawara ♥️