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Channel name was changed to «Names Written in Blood: The Mordis Rise with Bloodlines of the Silent Realm.»
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CRIES HEARD ALL THE WAY: TO THE
MEMORANDUM. 𓅃 (16/08/2025)
ON THE FIRST MOON OF THE YEAR.
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HEARTBREAKING CREPUSCULES.
CRIES HEARD ALL THE WAY: TO THE
MEMORANDUM. 𓅃 (16/08/2025)
ON THE FIRST MOON OF THE YEAR.
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In Time, 4PM.
Silentium Occisors Gather, Inaugurate...
AN ALERT CIRCULATED. "Take heed at night upon the murmured date, the full moon is present, and they, Occisor Silentium emerge to prescribe a gory, monumental midnight sacrament: Bloodstained Banquet." A Bloodstained Banquet takes over the earthly sphere. They were present, having secretly ambushed the innocent victims—cracking and revealing who they really were, who those loathsome but warmly known figures were. As such, to bring the prey’s blood offerings to bow down in loyalty to The Family, not merely the bodies are revealed, recognise and avoid those who are denominatéd on that night.
(August-Decorum 8-25.)
DETHRONING QUALMS AND
SCRUPLES. /
FROM A HUNDRED YEARS AGO.
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In Time, 4PM.
Silentium Occisors Gather, Inaugurate...
AN ALERT CIRCULATED. "Take heed at night upon the murmured date, the full moon is present, and they, Occisor Silentium emerge to prescribe a gory, monumental midnight sacrament: Bloodstained Banquet." A Bloodstained Banquet takes over the earthly sphere. They were present, having secretly ambushed the innocent victims—cracking and revealing who they really were, who those loathsome but warmly known figures were. As such, to bring the prey’s blood offerings to bow down in loyalty to The Family, not merely the bodies are revealed, recognise and avoid those who are denominatéd on that night.
(August-Decorum 8-25.)
DETHRONING QUALMS AND
SCRUPLES. /
FULL MOON
/FROM A HUNDRED YEARS AGO.
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THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM
(20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.)
Oh, bury your visage in worry. Something
grievous will hunt its craved place to carry.
Moreover with plausible preparation, no
flint could thwart this mandate. Don’t pray
for idyllic slumber nor amped mare, they
will be poured with the phantom of an owl
instead. To fright the gloom of dusklight,
you don’t have a cave to hide in, do you?
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THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM
(20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.)
Oh, bury your visage in worry. Something
grievous will hunt its craved place to carry.
Moreover with plausible preparation, no
flint could thwart this mandate. Don’t pray
for idyllic slumber nor amped mare, they
will be poured with the phantom of an owl
instead. To fright the gloom of dusklight,
you don’t have a cave to hide in, do you?
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The hands of clock cease ticking as one’s red pulse is menaced with the same possibility. Hark to The Owl’s Morose Hymn as the first phase of misery, hunger, and greed. A deadly sense that is tough to dislodge for the prey beseecher, Loath to abolish the stages before the mayhem increases continually. It’s a mold of sacrament and crow, so rather than pondering of the fortune that is already shelved by them—flattering #WhispersOfOccisor means sapience. For there is no need to beg to endure the permanence salvation. Just draw near and be on the go.
Proclaim the benevolence
Oƒ. \ OCCISOR SILENTUM!
(PNG VERSION.) 𓅃
Unearth your consolation with the choices that linger there. The bridgehead landlord also doesn’t fret to give the favor if caught in hardship through @Mordsrbot, hand your polite greetings in a cordial way while other accoutrements will be bestowed when the main round haunts you to eschew the prey. These aren’t boasts, pitfalls are just perceptions of disbelief. Inherently, the absorption you’ve sown is eager to reap the guerdons of this proscribed deed. The satisfaction tethers on you, the ill-omen of the hour will no longer misbehave, even surrender on its own.
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The hands of clock cease ticking as one’s red pulse is menaced with the same possibility. Hark to The Owl’s Morose Hymn as the first phase of misery, hunger, and greed. A deadly sense that is tough to dislodge for the prey beseecher, Loath to abolish the stages before the mayhem increases continually. It’s a mold of sacrament and crow, so rather than pondering of the fortune that is already shelved by them—flattering #WhispersOfOccisor means sapience. For there is no need to beg to endure the permanence salvation. Just draw near and be on the go.
Proclaim the benevolence
Oƒ. \ OCCISOR SILENTUM!
(PNG VERSION.) 𓅃
Unearth your consolation with the choices that linger there. The bridgehead landlord also doesn’t fret to give the favor if caught in hardship through @Mordsrbot, hand your polite greetings in a cordial way while other accoutrements will be bestowed when the main round haunts you to eschew the prey. These aren’t boasts, pitfalls are just perceptions of disbelief. Inherently, the absorption you’ve sown is eager to reap the guerdons of this proscribed deed. The satisfaction tethers on you, the ill-omen of the hour will no longer misbehave, even surrender on its own.
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