Forwarded from (OPEN GATE) KIIRU HANAE: The Blossom Mountain House.
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WHERE KIKU BLOOMS
SO DOES THE SOUL.
In the quiet hush of a home untouched by haste, the petals of Kiku unfold beneath gentle hands. Sown within hearts that learn, season by season, the art of enduring. A place where weary souls may always return ‧₊˚๑ 🏔
˖╲ʾ [1980–1999]: Ryōshin & Oji to Oba
˖╲ʾ [2000-2004]: Sainenchō
˖╲ʾ [2005-2007]: Mannaka
˖╲ʾ [2008-2010]: Sainenshō
(きいるの誓い｡——— WILL YOU BLOOM WITH US?)
𓂃 ۪ ࣪🎍 山の家、菊の心 Amid frost and fading constellations, we remain. Entrust your format to @TheKiiruBot, and let your roots begin within Kiiru. 💮🤍
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WHERE KIKU BLOOMS
SO DOES THE SOUL.
In the quiet hush of a home untouched by haste, the petals of Kiku unfold beneath gentle hands. Sown within hearts that learn, season by season, the art of enduring. A place where weary souls may always return ‧₊˚๑ 🏔
˖╲ʾ [1980–1999]: Ryōshin & Oji to Oba
˖╲ʾ [2000-2004]: Sainenchō
˖╲ʾ [2005-2007]: Mannaka
˖╲ʾ [2008-2010]: Sainenshō
(きいるの誓い｡——— WILL YOU BLOOM WITH US?)
Okaeri! I am (NAME + @), potraying (MUSE), born in the year (YEAR). Drawn by the lingering scent of autumn, I arrive at the soil of Kiiru, seeking for a place to grow. I vow to bloom with quiet strength, and to offer my warmth to the hearth we share.
𓂃 ۪ ࣪🎍 山の家、菊の心 Amid frost and fading constellations, we remain. Entrust your format to @TheKiiruBot, and let your roots begin within Kiiru. 💮🤍
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Bonjour Soang, comment s'est passée ta journée ? Lowk fancy to say it ig. Anw today i went to exploring sum city alone, not with my family soalnya gua muak mendengar kata kata 'Labubu' dirumah.
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Forwarded from Forged in Fear: Norvein Syndicate.
THE DEVIL'S CALL : Crimson Registry 🪚🩸
Between the roar of engines and the glow of a restless crimson night, a silent contract begins to take form. @NorveinSibs is not merely a place to arrive, this is a movement carved from fearless souls. We move with noise in our veins and fate in our hands, carving our story where only the brave dare to stand. If you feel the spark of wildness inside your heart, then step forward and leave your mark in our motion. 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 : 2000-2010.
SEALED IDENTITIES / Their names have been etched into the blade’s memory, no longer called when the engine screams again.
Leave your mark trough @NorveinBot.
Don’t let fate wait, また会いましょう.
THE DEVIL'S CALL : Crimson Registry 🪚🩸
Between the roar of engines and the glow of a restless crimson night, a silent contract begins to take form. @NorveinSibs is not merely a place to arrive, this is a movement carved from fearless souls. We move with noise in our veins and fate in our hands, carving our story where only the brave dare to stand. If you feel the spark of wildness inside your heart, then step forward and leave your mark in our motion. 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧 : 2000-2010.
SEALED IDENTITIES / Their names have been etched into the blade’s memory, no longer called when the engine screams again.
Leave your mark trough @NorveinBot.
Hello, Norvein. I, (name + username + muse)—born in (birth year). Another presence recorded beneath the roaring engine. Thank you for acknowledging this signal.
THE ENGINE IS CALLING. ✩Don’t let fate wait, また会いましょう.
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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, @CampOfLachers @Dreadstrange @CathectLaFamilie; 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 🪶.. ) with reverent heart
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, @CampOfLachers @Dreadstrange @CathectLaFamilie; 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 Silent Veins Of Reality: The Drazenc
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ㅤ𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝘖𝘍 𝘏𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘜𝘊𝘐𝘕𝘈: 63.
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Where the mist thickens and the air rots with forgotten echoes, a summoning whispered. Nor for the wandering, but for those who dare remain in the dark. Where presence turns restless and breathing, where the halls listen for faltering breaths and souls that refuse to vanish, and we seek not the flawless, only those willing to stay, to stain the silence, and exist within what never truly rests. Here, absence decays, and those who fade… are swallowed whole.
ㅤTHE LIVING, UNBROKEN, YET HAUNTED:
ㅤ(REALITY BLEEDING INTO NIGHTMARE.)
You must appear. You must respond. You must linger. Willing to contribute. Able to mingle beyond mere shadows. Active within mutual exchanges not as a ghost, but as something that breathes.
ㅤㅤBOUND TO:
ENHYPEN POTRAYALS: ENTER THROUGH THE VEIL.
CORTIS POTRAYALS: STEP BEYOND THE THRESHOLD.
THUS, STILLNESS FESTERS.
Come closer, or be forgotten beneath the fog... And only those who endure… are remembered.
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ㅤ𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝘖𝘍 𝘏𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘜𝘊𝘐𝘕𝘈: 63.
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Where the mist thickens and the air rots with forgotten echoes, a summoning whispered. Nor for the wandering, but for those who dare remain in the dark. Where presence turns restless and breathing, where the halls listen for faltering breaths and souls that refuse to vanish, and we seek not the flawless, only those willing to stay, to stain the silence, and exist within what never truly rests. Here, absence decays, and those who fade… are swallowed whole.
ㅤTHE LIVING, UNBROKEN, YET HAUNTED:
ㅤ(REALITY BLEEDING INTO NIGHTMARE.)
You must appear. You must respond. You must linger. Willing to contribute. Able to mingle beyond mere shadows. Active within mutual exchanges not as a ghost, but as something that breathes.
ㅤㅤBOUND TO:
ENHYPEN POTRAYALS: ENTER THROUGH THE VEIL.
CORTIS POTRAYALS: STEP BEYOND THE THRESHOLD.
THUS, STILLNESS FESTERS.
Come closer, or be forgotten beneath the fog... And only those who endure… are remembered.
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