"Eternal Kin : The Geldart of the Family"
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In the dense fog of memory @GeldartArchive, a vampire prowls, its mind a labyrinth of words and meanings, each thought an intricate tapestry woven with the threads. With every recollection, @Geldartsbot intellect gleams like polished obsidian.
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Walking around the city in the afternoon looking for food with Velthrone's Junyoung, Velthrone's Ian, and Geldart's Jay. Velthrone’s Junyoung leading the way like a caretaker 🫑 (#babysitting), making sure we eat well and stay together, turning a simple food hunt into a chill little run. πŸ˜ŽπŸ€™πŸ»
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πŸ•―πŸŒ•... looking for a ray of light amid the energy of humanity's intriguing mortal life, caught between the mortal world and eternity.

γ…€γ…€As a souvenir, we bring you the warmth of the noon sun @Grachter, @Thorthical, @EridgeUniversity, @TheNorbury, @Treamonsure, @Callico, @theeldraeth, @Tyunthera, & @TheVentresca. your valuable memories will never be forgotten, like the centuries-old denizens of endless darkness.

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Forwarded from TXT PROJECT.
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Somewhere between the warmth of late afternoon and the first trace of evening air, Geldart’s Wonyoung and Clardforge’s Anton stayed by the beach longer than expected. Waves came and went in their own rhythm, a couple of shells absentmindedly collected along the way. The sun drifted lower, brushing the sky with fading color, and neither of them made a move to go, almost as if the moment was easier to stay in than to step away from.πŸŒ…πŸŒŠ
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