Translucent Striking of Lamercy’s Residence.
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ㅤRadiating  a  sense  of   mystique  and
ㅤtranquility, this ethereal mirror serves
ㅤas  a  portal   soulward—the dreamlike
ㅤsanctuary of a family. @Lamercys

Encased spiritual growth house
@LamercyBot & @LamercysBot
realm of connection. 🫀
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One boring day, when life felt as dry as toast, someone randomly said, “What if we just took a trip to the next town?” And just like that, the rest of us shrugged and said, “Yeah, why not?” We were all equally bored out of our minds, stuck at home doing absolutely nothing. Someone added, “Might as well stay the night too, right?” So that’s how it all started. Riki had his camera out, snapping pictures of Heeseung while he was knocked out cold, sleeping like a log. Sunghoon, on the other hand, was busy going to war with a mosquito using that electric racket thing, he was losing, by the way. And couple minutes later, Sunghoon got into this chaotic chase with Riki. No one really knows how it started, but next thing we saw, Heeseung was throwing pebbles to the fish in the lake like it was some war. Riki was laughing hard and yelling, “Boo, you missed.” Later that night, Heeseung tried making eggs... again. And of course, he burnt them. Like, black crusted burnt. So Riki took over, muttering something about “How hard is it to cook an egg, seriously?” as he made a proper one. The three of us, Sörguine’s Heeseung, Lamercy’s Sunghoon, and Morsevic’s Riki ended up like fish washed up on some unfamiliar shore, trying to enjoy life in the middle of nowhere.
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woke not in daylight, but in a dream laced with silk and stardust.


Soft music drifts through the air a
ㅤ violin sings, and suddenly, the room
ㅤ feels like a memory wrapped in
ㅤ chiffon and moonlight
🌙

   ㅤ ㅤ 🥰 WE CELEBRATE
   ㅤ   #25thGildedWithZhangHao

II. The boy who plays not only strings, but heartbeats "ZHANG HAO" whose grace feels like warm tea, candlelight, and quiet laughter shared on the floor.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Twibbon on. Pajamas ready.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Let the dream begin.
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