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Forwarded from [DISBAND] Daerlusth: The Wonderland of Melodies
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ANGEL WINGS, TEA RINGS.
Serenade of Heaven: Harps and Tea.
High above, where symbols of the sky blend with a celestial castle, majesty resides. Sweet melodies drift between the earthly realm and the seventh heaven, as angels guide a timeless, recurring event. The beautiful music of harps resonates, touching the hearts of those invited to this sacred gathering, fostering a sense of heavenly peace. Rooted in deeply respected tradition, this special occasion came to be known as the Tea Party.
They summon souls with heavenly granite to become heirs to the monarchs and preserve the culture. Therefore we kindly ask you to check out our HEAVENLY HARPISTS and be one of them, make sure your muse isnβt already taken there. Touch the written line inside heart and make harmonious steps by sending your invitation details to: @TuneOfDaerlbot
Your advent would brighten our assembly like celestial sparks upon a nocturnal clearing and we anticipate your coming with the expectation of communal marvels and the pledge of escapades yet to transpire. With heartfelt regards, @TuneOfDaerl.
ANGEL WINGS, TEA RINGS.
Serenade of Heaven: Harps and Tea.
High above, where symbols of the sky blend with a celestial castle, majesty resides. Sweet melodies drift between the earthly realm and the seventh heaven, as angels guide a timeless, recurring event. The beautiful music of harps resonates, touching the hearts of those invited to this sacred gathering, fostering a sense of heavenly peace. Rooted in deeply respected tradition, this special occasion came to be known as the Tea Party.
κ€ ETHNARCHβS WINGS (1994-1999)
In favor of the line that became aunts
and uncles in the upper-crust cathedral.
κ€ AVERAGE EARL (2000-2003)
In favour of the line that became eldest
of peers in the upper-crust cathedral.
κ€ INFLUENTIAL LOCUS (2005-2007)
In favour of the line that became
youngest in the upper-crust cathedral.
They summon souls with heavenly granite to become heirs to the monarchs and preserve the culture. Therefore we kindly ask you to check out our HEAVENLY HARPISTS and be one of them, make sure your muse isnβt already taken there. Touch the written line inside heart and make harmonious steps by sending your invitation details to: @TuneOfDaerlbot
Great Salutations, Daerl! I, (Your Name + @Username) who sending a clincher of (Your Muse + Line) presence at the heavenly tea party as (AUNTY/UNCLE/ELDEST/YOUNGEST). Please give me the sacred altar-seat, may blessings be upon us!
Your advent would brighten our assembly like celestial sparks upon a nocturnal clearing and we anticipate your coming with the expectation of communal marvels and the pledge of escapades yet to transpire. With heartfelt regards, @TuneOfDaerl.
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Forwarded from ILLIT VENTURE.
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March 25th
| pink ribbons swirl through the air, dancing around a study desk cluttered with trinkets, each one shimmering with memories. the soft rustle of the ribbons the quiet hum of creativity, as if they, too, are inspired by the words scattered across the pages πͺ½π
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Halo Velthis, this is Papa Michael! Hari ini matahari lagi tinggi-tingginya, jangan lupa pake sun protector yang banyak, kalo bisa mandi sunblock aja. Bukti aktivitas hari ini: jadi zebra. Yihaaa!π¦
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Forwarded from LUNACERS: SCRUM TO VICTORY!
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β β¨ EMBRACE THE SHADOWS π«
β β β UNVEIL THE TRUTH
β β π¨οΈ π¨οΈ π¨οΈ π¨οΈ π¨οΈ π¨οΈ π¨οΈ
β β β #LUNACERSOIREE π
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In the grey city, where secrets whisper and destiny callsπ¨οΈ will you dare to step into the night? πΊ
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β£ (&) The nightball players, fierce and determined, embody the spirit of survival. They tackle challenges head-on, their hearts beating in sync with the rhythm of the game, finding solace in teamwork amidst chaos.γ €γ €γ €
( 26th of March, 2025 )
In the grey city, where secrets whisper and destiny calls
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Forwarded from The Rosenvelt: Magix Chronicles of Fate.
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Forwarded from Zchrl Fmly ; Adventures in Pooh's World.
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βO, dear traveler, do you hear it?β ββ The wind hums, thick with honey and memory, threading through time, through the hands you once held, the echoes you thought had faded. The gate stands openβnot demanding, not pleading, just waiting, as if it has always known you would return. Step inside. Here, time does not chase; it lingers, it listens. We are the ones who never truly leftβthe dreamers, the quiet ones, the souls still following the bees. So lay your burdens down, let the sky press its warmth against your skin, and remember how sweet it is to belong.
β¦ MOTHER, (1980β1993 LINERS)
β¦ UNCLES &. AUNTIES, (1994β1999 LINERS)
β¦ CHILDREN, (2000β2009 LINERS)
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Let the wind carry your name, let the hum guide your steps. Send your desire to @ZachruelleBot, where echoes of laughter never fade.
For those who wish to return, for those who never truly left, for those who still hold remnants of honey on their tongue. Zachruelle does not forget, nor does it let go. Will you take that step? Will you let yourself belong again? The hive hums with warmth, the trees bow in quiet welcome. Your story is here, waiting to be told.
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γ €γ €γ €γ € FOLLOW THE BUZZ? π₯
βO, dear traveler, do you hear it?β ββ The wind hums, thick with honey and memory, threading through time, through the hands you once held, the echoes you thought had faded. The gate stands openβnot demanding, not pleading, just waiting, as if it has always known you would return. Step inside. Here, time does not chase; it lingers, it listens. We are the ones who never truly leftβthe dreamers, the quiet ones, the souls still following the bees. So lay your burdens down, let the sky press its warmth against your skin, and remember how sweet it is to belong.
β¦ MOTHER, (1980β1993 LINERS)
β¦ UNCLES &. AUNTIES, (1994β1999 LINERS)
β¦ CHILDREN, (2000β2009 LINERS)
γ €γ €γ €β... Come find where you belong
γ €γ €γ €among the whispers of us, dear.β
Let the wind carry your name, let the hum guide your steps. Send your desire to @ZachruelleBot, where echoes of laughter never fade.
The honey drips slow and I follow the hum. I am (Name @.Username), bringing (Muse + Line), to a place where time lingers soft. My thanks, always.
For those who wish to return, for those who never truly left, for those who still hold remnants of honey on their tongue. Zachruelle does not forget, nor does it let go. Will you take that step? Will you let yourself belong again? The hive hums with warmth, the trees bow in quiet welcome. Your story is here, waiting to be told.
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