ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𖡨 𝗗𝗶𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗻: 𝗘𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿
𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝗿
𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻.

Lunar Symphony: A Musical Ode to the Moon invitation letter to attend our performance as a part of the moon. As long as your portrayer's name hasn't been scribed here, the Schumanns—an bilingual Based family, would love to happily welcome you with warming gramercy and gleeful pleasantry. Celestial performance under the moon’s gentle, where harmonies shimmer like lunar light. Our orchestra, weaves melodies that echo its phases—crescent whispers, gibbous dreams, and full-moon crescendos, To those born between DER TANTE (1997-1998), DER SOHN & TOCHER (1999-2009) , regardless of gender, we extend this lunar invitation to join our moon orchestra. Embrace the Schumann name and let your soul resonate with our celestial flower a longing stirs to seek a single flower holding the secrets of the night and a beauty that only those bold enough to explore the darkness can savor.

Frabjous day, Schumann! I came here with mere intentions of being a part of the family. Herewith I, Yourname, standing gracefully as I wish to pledge my destiny for the Schumanns. Do consider me, please. Danke schön ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

You may bestow your letter to our conyevor, @DieSchumannBot—but you’re not allowed to reach us out if you don’t match our criteria. We dearly anticipated your participation and we wish to meet you soon. Lastly, before ending our spotlight, we shall bid you good luck, future Schumanns.

         ┃ 🧑🏻‍⚕️🩺 Hearty felicitations from our family to yours on this remarkable and auspicious occasion! On this extraordinary day, we are honored to partake in your jubilation, and we fervently wish it brings forth a wealth of rapture, tranquility, and personal fulfillment, @LintangHarmoni, @TheWilkins, @TreasurePreciouss, @Teezelt. May your abode be suffused with affection, exuberance, and the fortitude nurtured by enduring bonds. Moreover, we extend our sincere hopes for continued affluence and unwavering health. May this celebration serve as a resonant reminder of the myriad blessings that adorn your journey, and may it usher in even greater accomplishments and realized ambitions. Here’s to innumerable days of celebration, serenity, and boundless joy as the future unfolds!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Yours Faithfully, ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨
ㅤ ㅤThe Doctors Familia, @TheScalden.

    
         ⓘ.. ┼──  [June, 15]. 👩🏻‍⚕️

On this extraordinary occasion, we, your esteemed medical colleague and sibling, are prescribing an unrestricted regimen: a daily administration of neurotransmitter agents and an inexhaustible repository of psychological well-being. Potential adverse reactions may encompass tachycardia induced by exhilaration and sporadic diaphragmatic relaxation exercises. From our formative years conducting simulated surgical procedures to now collectively shouldering the solemn duty of patient management. As you persist in evaluating symptoms, formulating treatment plans, and restoring health, remember to prioritize your own physiological and emotional equilibrium. Therefore, we are mandating a stringent directive for an entire day dedicated to recuperation and a complete embargo on medical documentation or telephonic consultations.

                      HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
                      SCALDEN’S HOSHI
                 Harvez Scalden, @hoshlii 🤍🩺
                

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THERE IT STOOD: AN OPEN GATE. 🎴♠️
What stood at the edge was no doorway
to light, split wide to beckon the ash-born
home to what the fire regurgitated.

We seek the kindled infernos who torch through its fount: AUNCLES (90–99) & CHILDREN (00–06). Those whose grit breaks louder than any legacy ever could, eyes scorched open by the heat of too many returns, and follow the rites and rules it sets, mark your presence through: @IgnisFamiliaBot.

I come not in search of flame, but as what remains when flame has passed. I am  (Name & @Username) + (Muse Name & Line) shaped where fire once collapsed, made of memory, marrow, and what heat refused to kill. I speak not to be welcomed, but to echo in the halls that once held silence.

The crossing bore no hint of arrival. The fire waned, then hissed, as if something below knew it too. Recognition slid over on the tongue, bitter and dry. They stepped through. Together. Into each other.
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