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night howls! malem ini untuk merayakan mensive kita sekeluarga night walk sekalian jajan tipis-tipis kalo ada yang menarik perhatian, seperti biasa para Uncles bagian bayar, yang lain menikmati. niat awal sih mau makan makan, tapi pada minta jalan jalan aja karna cuaca di luar lagi bagus dan lagi pengen beli jajan aja kata mereka. rute kali ini dipimpin para Eldest Line & Middle Line di depan, kalo di taruh di belakang semua ntar pada ilang mencar kemana mana. Youngest Line di belakang sama Uncles karena lagi menikmati jajan dengan tenang.
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ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement— @Ostendl, @TheEdurne, @Loudrios, @Ellvius, @Schouvert, @RuhmerAhl and @HouseOfLuthien! —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement— @Ostendl, @TheEdurne, @Loudrios, @Ellvius, @Schouvert, @RuhmerAhl and @HouseOfLuthien! —we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow