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Forwarded from CHAEYEON ETHEREAL.
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(𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘗𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘚𝘚) 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗘𝗙𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘.
𝘈𝘕 𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘈 𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 ──────────────────
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𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞,
𝑀𝑦𝑡ℎ 𝑂𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟.
Curtain of sweet-toned tunes eternally arouse. ‘Twas permitting eternal placidness to embrace an olympian timelessness. Oh, there! Those miracles begin to blossom. From womb of silent quietness, flower-buds, come to stir the bonds whose have held captive all-night. Canorous euphony whose pierced dimensions, placing all souls still in idyllic silhouettes to move towards the luminescence and pure brightness. Flower-head stand to become messengers whose scatter seeds of blitheness to all corners touched by unending sacredness.
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(𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘗𝘏𝘐𝘊 𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘚𝘚) 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗘𝗙𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘.
𝘈𝘕 𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓 𝘗𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘈 𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘚𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘓𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 ──────────────────
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𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞,
𝑀𝑦𝑡ℎ 𝑂𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟.
Curtain of sweet-toned tunes eternally arouse. ‘Twas permitting eternal placidness to embrace an olympian timelessness. Oh, there! Those miracles begin to blossom. From womb of silent quietness, flower-buds, come to stir the bonds whose have held captive all-night. Canorous euphony whose pierced dimensions, placing all souls still in idyllic silhouettes to move towards the luminescence and pure brightness. Flower-head stand to become messengers whose scatter seeds of blitheness to all corners touched by unending sacredness.
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ㅤㅤ { 𑁍 } ׂ 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, @StarryofVincent, @Afrodistrella, 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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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheEldraeth
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, @StarryofVincent, @Afrodistrella, 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!” (...)
────── 〔✿〕──────
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🪶.. ) with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheEldraeth
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Forwarded from SOLMARE: A Hearth of Dreams.
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ㅤㅤ› Parents, Aunty, Uncle ushered into
ㅤㅤ existence between 1990-1995.
ㅤㅤ› Siblings plaited in earthly luminosity
ㅤㅤ between 2000-2010.
Acces the taken list here!
ㅤㅤ⊹˖︎ ׂEnchanted harp was ringing amongst
ㅤsoaked cradlecloth to twirling the dawn,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤunclouded the bespangled forest,
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A harbinger placing this script into the hands of dream-forged wonders via @SolmareRobot.
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Descend a Cloaked Prophecy: (FATE’S THREAD IS FORESEEING THE MOONSTONE PENDANT.) An iridescent compassion comes from the shimmering wand that the royal-inked crownbearer floated, @CasaSolmare. Beckoning a lullaby-soft destiny to enter the parchment-aged’s will-o-wisps, lorebound pines shall brush to unveiling. Our feather quill has opened for wandering carriage of members, with required essentiality as we jotted down:ㅤㅤ› Parents, Aunty, Uncle ushered into
ㅤㅤ existence between 1990-1995.
ㅤㅤ› Siblings plaited in earthly luminosity
ㅤㅤ between 2000-2010.
Acces the taken list here!
ㅤㅤ⊹˖︎ ׂEnchanted harp was ringing amongst
ㅤsoaked cradlecloth to twirling the dawn,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤunclouded the bespangled forest,
Greetings! I, Name, am yearning to be included in this quill-gold chamber. Here lies the username I etched, @Username and I portray as Muse. Count me among those who wish to belong. Much obliged.ㅤ
A harbinger placing this script into the hands of dream-forged wonders via @SolmareRobot.
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Forwarded from Maison Of Nethers: Bloodlines of Illusion.
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THE RITUAL OF LIFE’S CARDS . . 🃏
The Ache Within.
At a table, a game of riddles quietly commences. The cards do not shift by hand, but by intention. Each sheet glides, center to top, top to bottom, bottom to center, mirroring an ambition that longs to be seen, yearning to find its place within the layered deck in pursuit of a selfhood steeped in desire. Attend closely to every unfolding possibility, for within them lies your chance to inscribe yourself into this quiet ambition.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSend it to @NethersRobot
The ideal candidate shall emanate a faint aura of nostalgia like an echo from the year 2000-2010, evoking a childhood rich with latent promise. As though they once glimpsed a trick never taught, and now stand ready to enter our veiled circle, where wonder is not mere illusion, but inheritance. Step into the clandestine path—our taken list, woven with enigmas and marvels. Enlist yourself now, and confront each challenge with the quiet confidence of a seasoned conjurer. Here, a hidden warmth awaits like fire dancing behind shadow, a place where every step unlocks a door to unforeseen adventure.
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THE RITUAL OF LIFE’S CARDS . . 🃏
The Ache Within.
At a table, a game of riddles quietly commences. The cards do not shift by hand, but by intention. Each sheet glides, center to top, top to bottom, bottom to center, mirroring an ambition that longs to be seen, yearning to find its place within the layered deck in pursuit of a selfhood steeped in desire. Attend closely to every unfolding possibility, for within them lies your chance to inscribe yourself into this quiet ambition.
Greetings, Maison of Nethers. I wish to become a part of your esteemed family. Might you kindly provide further instructions in the form of structured steps?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSend it to @NethersRobot
The ideal candidate shall emanate a faint aura of nostalgia like an echo from the year 2000-2010, evoking a childhood rich with latent promise. As though they once glimpsed a trick never taught, and now stand ready to enter our veiled circle, where wonder is not mere illusion, but inheritance. Step into the clandestine path—our taken list, woven with enigmas and marvels. Enlist yourself now, and confront each challenge with the quiet confidence of a seasoned conjurer. Here, a hidden warmth awaits like fire dancing behind shadow, a place where every step unlocks a door to unforeseen adventure.
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ELDRAETH: Ebon Swan's Eternal Manor.
30 DAYS MUSE CHALLENGE WITH ELDRAETH. 🦢👑
Day-1 a swan with sunglasses? Show up! 🪶
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Forwarded from Palace Step Chronicle: Mansion Of Ghislaine.
The whole stadium shook in blue light that night — GBLA roaring for Persib. The six of us stood close together in the middle of the crowd, waving flags, hearts pounding like drums. The match was crazy intense, pass after pass, the whole place holding its breath.
Reiss’ Sungchan was the loudest, already half-losing his voice. “WOY TEMBAK LAH! ASTAGA SEDIKIT LAGI GOL TUH!” he yelled, jumping so high his scarf almost flew off. Ghislaine’s Sungchan had the camera ready like a documentary crew. “ITU NGAPA DI-OPER SIH?? SINI TUTOR SAMA GUA AJA DAH.”
Hefflins’s Sungchan and Eldraeth’s Sungchan almost spilled their drink from jumping too hard, the others kept arguing about strategy like they were the actual coach. A couple of us were recording everything with shaking hands.
“LIAT GUA REKAM, KALO GOL HARUS BALIK REPLAY 100 KALI NIH.”
“DIEM DULU! CORNER! CORNER! AYO BIS—”
Then the ball hit the post.
The stadium exploded, strangers hugging strangers, and our group went insane.
Ellsword’s Sungchan and Vermillion’s Sungchan collapsed into the seat dramatically.
“GOLLL COY AKHIRNYA GUA NANGISSS.”
“PERSIB JUARA ATUH!!! HIDUP LAGI GUA!!!”
By the end of the night, voices were gone, knees shaking, but smiles stuck like glue. It felt like the kind of memory you'd keep forever. Loud, messy, and stupidly happy.
Reiss’ Sungchan was the loudest, already half-losing his voice. “WOY TEMBAK LAH! ASTAGA SEDIKIT LAGI GOL TUH!” he yelled, jumping so high his scarf almost flew off. Ghislaine’s Sungchan had the camera ready like a documentary crew. “ITU NGAPA DI-OPER SIH?? SINI TUTOR SAMA GUA AJA DAH.”
Hefflins’s Sungchan and Eldraeth’s Sungchan almost spilled their drink from jumping too hard, the others kept arguing about strategy like they were the actual coach. A couple of us were recording everything with shaking hands.
“LIAT GUA REKAM, KALO GOL HARUS BALIK REPLAY 100 KALI NIH.”
“DIEM DULU! CORNER! CORNER! AYO BIS—”
Then the ball hit the post.
The stadium exploded, strangers hugging strangers, and our group went insane.
Ellsword’s Sungchan and Vermillion’s Sungchan collapsed into the seat dramatically.
“GOLLL COY AKHIRNYA GUA NANGISSS.”
“PERSIB JUARA ATUH!!! HIDUP LAGI GUA!!!”
By the end of the night, voices were gone, knees shaking, but smiles stuck like glue. It felt like the kind of memory you'd keep forever. Loud, messy, and stupidly happy.
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Forwarded from Promise Season: “Carousal” The Dashing Heel.
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎
💌 WHITE SEASON IS COMING!
#fromis_9WhiteLonging
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$02.12 / SNOW / WINTER.💌 WHITE SEASON IS COMING!
#fromis_9WhiteLonging
✶ ˖ ࣪. Sparkly frost circles in the air, making everything feel a bit sweeter, as white frills, blushy cheeks, shy giggles /. Let’s peek at this cute winter fantasy together. ⛄️♥️ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
STEP INTO WHITE LONGING—
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsnow-fairy sweetness. ✶