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gunung everest gaadaapaapanyadibandinggua
karena aku di puncak dunia
di puncak dunia, yeah
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tapi lu gaadaapaapanyadibandinggua
karena aku di puncak dunia
di puncak dunia, yeah
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SUMPAH SUMPAH

It is officially THE celebration night! Bellinors’s Pharita and Scalden’s Pharita throwing a big party to celebrate their newest release. Yet because Runeshard’s James will also be releasing a new song, he decided to join in and eventually funding the whole party while the girls are in charge for the whole concept.

They book a whole villa for the celebration. Morsevic’s Sooin and Scythe's Sooin arrives together, bringing two bottled drinks to be opened together while Schröder’s Dohoon and Scarvaine’s Dohoon brings different sets of board games so we can play different things together. Mistlesoir's Youngjae along with Nicheford's Youngjae didn’t waste much time to go over to the billiard table, playing a few rounds of match.

Most of the big lights inside the villa is off so it is no wonder that a mess is already created here and there. Halton’s Leesol and Delmeist’s Leesol experimenting on the kitchen’s island table, making fruit punches from the drinks there. Schröder's Anna dan Romanovna’s Youngseo goes around the villa with their analog cam, taking different shots for personal memories.

The whole night ended (or just getting started, actually) after Coathe's Yonghoon brings out his DJ equipment, turning the whole living room into a dance floor. They all really celebrated the night as they intended too, really ended with Etherhail’s Jeemin being the only one sober enough to make sure everyone is still sleeping the villa when the sun rises.

             

          ✶

        UNPRECEDENTED.
        COMPASS POINTS IN VARIOUS
        DIRECTIONS, THE CONUNDRUM
             CAUTIOUSLY UNFOLDING.

                                                           ✶

Iron little-by-little becomes attached to the skin, armour feels lightweight while mists covers the eyes. Candles dare not unveil their luminescence too bright, mere light of constellation and daemons manage to find glimmer in blackness.

        THE SPIRIT ANIMAL PREVENTS,
        AIDING TO DECIPHER ENIGMAS
        OF KIDNAPPED ALERT. 🫀

       🕯️𝅦 DO-OR-DIE. (DAEMONS ALERT.)
        ALL GENDERS. LINE: 1997-2010..
        Maximum Twins / Muse. / 2 Figure.

Their eyes crammed with exhaust, their fingers constantly counting the days. Even astronomical grasslands feel little dark, not harvesting when the sun shining luminously. Their brains are spinning, thinking of next salvation theorem.

    FORM TO JOIN. @VowOfFrostBot. 🏚️

Monolithic Salutation, Names. I volunteer myself as (MUSE and ID) with birth-background (MUSE BIRTHDAY.) I cannot wait to joining each peregrination, ups-and-downs of theorem that we might solved. I hope my registration is delivered well, I trusted you. Merci beaucoup!

Those eyes scrutinise, wherever compass channels them, their arrival was certain. The unforeseen future was visible, even soul of blackness evanescence, but it all remains a conundrum if main-issue of the kidnapping was not adamant. (Here: THE TAKEN LIST.) Clever minds bring all these hypothesis to fruition.

             

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ @HouseOfThimblea ㅤㅤㅤ
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⏜⏜ 🐿🪾🧺 ⏜⏜
The woods bloom quietly beneath
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the silver sky, where tiny fairies drift ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ between wildflowers and the warm
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎glow of cottage lanterns.

Every breeze carries forgotten wishes, every path leads toward a story waiting to be cherished. May the woodland breeze guide every wandering soul toward the warmth of a newfound family beneath the glowing cottage skies : GARDEN OF TAKEN SOULS. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ +99 @ThimbleasBot

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎THE FAIRYWIND HOME. 🦌🪽
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎• ELDER FIREFLIES. (1996-2001)
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ ‎ • DANDELION FOLK. (2002-2006)
‎  ‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ ‎ • TINY BLOOMS. (2007-2010)

Hello dear Thimblëa! I, (Name + Muse + ID), sincerely wish to become part of this woodland tale and walk alongside the fairies beneath the moonlit trees, born in (Line). May this little cottage become a sanctuary where memories bloom endlessly and every season leaves a trace of magic within our hearts.