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A night out wrapped in laughter, shared stories, and the kind of warmth only good friends can bring—Eldraeth’s Seungkwan and Gracieralf’s Seungkwan stepped into the evening, weaving memories beneath the city lights.
The city pulsed gently around us: headlights drifted by like fireflies, distant laughter spilled from sidewalk cafés, and the soft clink of glasses echoed from warmly lit windows. There was a quiet magic in nights like this—when the world felt both hushed and alive, and each street corner whispered a promise. On this cold yet beautiful night, love felt not only possible but inevitable, glimmering like the stars above.
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A night out wrapped in laughter, shared stories, and the kind of warmth only good friends can bring—Eldraeth’s Seungkwan and Gracieralf’s Seungkwan stepped into the evening, weaving memories beneath the city lights.
The city pulsed gently around us: headlights drifted by like fireflies, distant laughter spilled from sidewalk cafés, and the soft clink of glasses echoed from warmly lit windows. There was a quiet magic in nights like this—when the world felt both hushed and alive, and each street corner whispered a promise. On this cold yet beautiful night, love felt not only possible but inevitable, glimmering like the stars above.
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ㅤ { 𑁍 } ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE
In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @TheMordis, @TheShellford, @Heeliarch, @TheDrysdale, @LittleJeans, @Woncrest, @HouseOfEtherhail. we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.
"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where kin of
midnight’s shadowed line celebrate in
darkened shine!” (...)
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🪶.. ) with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheEldraeth
ㅤ { 𑁍 } ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE
In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @TheMordis, @TheShellford, @Heeliarch, @TheDrysdale, @LittleJeans, @Woncrest, @HouseOfEtherhail. we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.
"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where kin of
midnight’s shadowed line celebrate in
darkened shine!” (...)
────── 〔✿〕──────
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🪶.. ) with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheEldraeth
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Forwarded from Freedom Through the Realms Whispers: Guild of Clardforge.
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⠀ `· . ഒ ⠀ ⠀🌙 Once a year, when the winds hum lullabies and the trees lean in to listen, a special day unfolds — Family Day.
On this enchanted day, the world slows its hurried pace.
Faithsparkle: The Clardforge’s
Wanderlight Campground
On the 17th and 18th of May, 2025
We shall embark on a magical camping🌟 adventure—where laughter echoes like fairy bells and memories glow brighter than fireflies.
XVII —— Pack your cloaks, marshmallows, and stories to share by the enchanted bonfire🌟 . Whether you’re a brave tent-dweller or a hammock daydreamer, there’s a little magic waiting for everyone. ✨🌲
For secret maps and further whispers of wonder, simply tap the link here🗺️✨
Let’s weave a weekend of joy,
The Clardforge
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On this enchanted day, the world slows its hurried pace.
Gather 'round, dear our dear neighbours, for celebrating family’s day beneath the whispering trees and starry skies! 🌿🌙
Faithsparkle: The Clardforge’s
Wanderlight Campground
On the 17th and 18th of May, 2025
We shall embark on a magical camping
XVII —— Pack your cloaks, marshmallows, and stories to share by the enchanted bonfire
For secret maps and further whispers of wonder, simply tap the link here🗺️✨
Let’s weave a weekend of joy,
The Clardforge
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Forwarded from Rühmer’s Bulwark: The Aeonian Pact.
Birth of Horus was like a legacy in broad daylight, thunder and rain were nothing.
Law and justice blossomed between the fingers. Yet, what would be beheaded but the malice of the elder brother of his father? From gray of desert and ruins of vengeance, a novel house grew—merely from womb, but an oath. 𓃣
IS YOUR HEART LIGHT ENOUGH TO BE WEIGHED, YET STRONG ENOUGH TO WITHSTAND GALE?
None promises a throne nor a kingdom. Come see your holy offspring taken list. Verse in our arms, there will be a dwelling. More than a dwelling place, but an abode of meaning. Cloth carries the blood of the gods' stories. Chant the sorcery of vitriol;
Possess your faith and open the door @Ruhmerbot. With every noisy step of Ma'at's dancing feet, you might thwart your evil intentions. Remind yourself of sins that are solid as currency in the court of the hereafter. Duat is increasingly open to attracting the testimonies of life's little souls. 𓂀
Law and justice blossomed between the fingers. Yet, what would be beheaded but the malice of the elder brother of his father? From gray of desert and ruins of vengeance, a novel house grew—merely from womb, but an oath. 𓃣
IS YOUR HEART LIGHT ENOUGH TO BE WEIGHED, YET STRONG ENOUGH TO WITHSTAND GALE?
None promises a throne nor a kingdom. Come see your holy offspring taken list. Verse in our arms, there will be a dwelling. More than a dwelling place, but an abode of meaning. Cloth carries the blood of the gods' stories. Chant the sorcery of vitriol;
Let these carved words reach the keepers of the sacred archives: Through the sands of time, I, (@Username) Named at birth as (Full Name) Stand illuminated by (Muse) whose radiance shaped the year (Birth Year). present myself before the eternal pillars. May the scribes of Thoth find worth in this humble offering. Eternal gratitude for this audience.
Possess your faith and open the door @Ruhmerbot. With every noisy step of Ma'at's dancing feet, you might thwart your evil intentions. Remind yourself of sins that are solid as currency in the court of the hereafter. Duat is increasingly open to attracting the testimonies of life's little souls. 𓂀
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