WYRMHARROW: The Moonwrought Lineage.
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[BIL] 2024, NOCTURNA πŸŒ‘ (ii) / .. Under the lunar hex, hunger stirs in silence, bound by rites long lost. Paths to the summoning: @WyrmharrowsBot. For SFS/HFW rites: @TheHarrowBot. Only the chosen hear the whispers. The echo lingers still: @Wyrmharrow
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Happy Mensive, i love you as always howls! πŸ’—
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Calon mantu terbaik Mama mu πŸ€™
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Night howlsπŸ˜„
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Night, howls /brlari ketepi jurang ; menarik nfas yg panjang ; berteriak / ARRRHGGHH GW BS MERASAKAN KEKUATAN RAJAIBLIS DI DIRI GW 😈😈 /trsenyum villain ; tertawa sprti psikopat ; terbatuk sdikit ; menyengir / mulaihari ini gwlah villainnya /tertawa psikopat ; makan kripik kaca trlupakan well/
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Hi Howls. How’s life? πŸ€“
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ketika hatiku dan hatimu bertemu dijalan maka ada dua hati yaitu hati hati dijalan
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Ily, howls and wyrmharrow.
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We met where the sky felt close and the grass held our laughter. Wyrmharrow's Gyuvin smiled like the breeze knew his name, Vermillion's Dohoon looked a little mischievous as he played with the cards. And the lovely Ellvius' Minju brought a ray of sunshine into every heart with every step. Calsearth's Hanni painted in silence, and it was really lovely to see. Each stroke captured a little bit of the afternoon, like a precious moment in time.

We shared stories about berries and our little jokes, let’s let the wind gently intertwine our words, creating something soft and beautiful. No plans. No rush. Just a moment stretched gently in time. A picnic but also a memory that was written in the light. These are the moments we keep tucked in our pockets. ☘️
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