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ㅤㅤ๋࣭ ⭑ 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨.

🕯🌕... looking for a ray of light amid the energy of humanity's intriguing mortal life, caught between the mortal world and eternity.

ㅤㅤAs a souvenir, we bring you the warmth of the noon sun @GyuTeam, @mysticseo, @TheMeirhart, @Clarkinside, @monstaesan, @HusetTilSorguine, & @HouseOfLetheris your valuable memories will never be forgotten, like the centuries-old denizens of endless darkness.

𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝘀 :

๋࣭ ⭑ @TheGeldart ๋࣭ ⭑

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ㅤㅤ๋࣭ ⭑ 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨.

🕯🌕... looking for a ray of light amid the energy of humanity's intriguing mortal life, caught between the mortal world and eternity.

ㅤㅤAs a souvenir, we bring you the warmth of the noon sun @TheVelthrone, @LaMavieVine, @GeislerVoyager, @HelloDecate, @etherives, @ReissHousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheDeities, @Mistlesoir, @OdWendissel, @ElRaptore, & @dewofhearts. your valuable memories will never be forgotten, like the centuries-old denizens of endless darkness.

𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝘀 :

๋࣭ ⭑ @TheGeldart ๋࣭ ⭑

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                       SKJØNNHET-FAMILIE    
          (NORWAY'S VEILED COUNTRYSIDE)

Cradled in the serenity-steeped trygghetshus, where peace unfurled amid birch groves and leasowed stretches, and lingonberry cinders lay strewn beneath tempered light, attuned to the tacit harmonies held between hoary spruces. We linger, heralding the turning of unseen currents by unlatching the ancestral threshold, parting the way for kindred spirits to partake in the hearth-kindled motes that stir and endure within the soul’s cloistered sanctums.

❛❛ Den Elskede Parents Figure (1979–1994)
❛❛ Den Klokeste Uncle & Aunts (1990–1997)
❛❛ Den Modigste Oldest (1998–2002)
❛❛ Den Lykkeligste Middlest (2003–2006)
❛❛ Den Beskyttet Youngest (2007–2011)

Cascades entwined a thread of quietude, beckoning the brave-hearted to be taken into the village’s virent fold. I, (Name, Muse, & Line), surrendered to unveil that I embodied the limb long yearned for.

To reassemble, the sole ingress abides through the @SorguineBot.

Clustered within the taken-list haven, kin pined for the wanderer’s return. Beyond, fields whispered beneath itinerant airs, while timbered walls ensconced a soul-warming glow, an anchorage wrought by landbound constancy.ㅤㅤㅤ
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