Yesterday we planned to go to the park before it got too dark, nothing complicated, just a simple walk together. Swift's Ahyeon was the one rushing everyone at the start like “if we’re going, then go,” while Duvall's Kya kept slowing things down by pointing at random stuff along the way. Kiiru's Louis stayed near her, quietly following, and Mirthwood's Kya walked ahead but kept turning back to check if we were still there.

Halfway there, the group stretched out a bit. Swift's Ye-on and Langforth's Seo-Ah were talking non-stop, barely noticing how slow they were walking, while Swift's Louis stayed with them, laughing at everything. Merfyn's Louis moved between front and back like he couldn’t pick a side, and in the middle, Runeshard's Kya and Thimblea's Ye-on kept a steady pace, not rushing but not stopping either.

When we finally got to the park, it was quieter than expected. Greesacht's Ye-on walked straight to the grass and sat down without saying anything, and the rest of us followed, dropping our pace like we didn’t need to move anymore. Teen's Louis stayed on his feet for a bit, looking around before joining. We didn’t really do much after that just sat there, talked a little, and let the time pass.

siapa open house, aku mau membawa sesuatu coba drop @

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
Hallowed Howdy, kindred spirits of the dwelling,
Tonight the candles quiver with whispered malice, their flames bending toward corners where unseen eyes linger, watching and weighing the hearts of those who dwell.          ──────        ( † )

      𖥛.   In this shadowed vigil, we would like to
      wish our neighboring families a happy mensive
      ‣ㅤ  …   @Cherrilane,  @TheHefflins,
      @TheDelaire, @CasaDeDiaz, @MontgoIfier,
      @tikelune, @CalmToChaos, @Leutwin,
      @HouseOfMirth. 
      May your hearths burn bright while the
      unseen stirs around them, acknowledging
      your bond across these haunted halls.

II."      ...      暗。   Each taper casts eldritch sigils upon the walls, and the air trembles with the soft exhalation of presences that hunger for devotion and fear alike. Shadows coil like sentient threads, leaning close as the house exhales its intent, murmuring through corridors that pulse with dormant power.

𖥛.    Let this flame carry our wishes, our joy, and the echo of kinship into the night, watched by those who lurk just beyond the veil, ( !! ) ──── ⓘ ensuring that the legacy of vigilance and ritual endures amidst the silent, ever-watching darkness.     
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                        © Sincerely, @TheLangforth