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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— @LadyLures, @NewJeanns, @TheFaite, @blissette, @SerenityOfEnami, @TheRedFern. — 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— @LadyLures, @NewJeanns, @TheFaite, @blissette, @SerenityOfEnami, @TheRedFern. — 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
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This satnight, Wyrmharrow’s Jay calls dibs on footing the bill, no questions asked. The man shows up looking like he owns the whole scene, slides into his seat, and orders like the menu’s already memorized. Wyrmharrow’s Heeseung tossing in side comments, Wyrmharrow’s Jake lowkey rating every bite like a food critic, and Wyrmharrow’s Ni-Ki just stacking plates like it’s an Olympic sport. The vibe’s chill–laughs, teasing, clinking glasses, and that soft city hum in the background.
When they’re done, it’s hoodies on, hands in pockets, and out into the night. Streetlights paint them gold, buildings glow behind them, and the cool air hits just right. They walk with no rush, crossing empty streets, sharing random stories, roasting each other, sometimes just walking in silence ‘cause the night’s too good to fill. It’s their thing—every single week.
When they’re done, it’s hoodies on, hands in pockets, and out into the night. Streetlights paint them gold, buildings glow behind them, and the cool air hits just right. They walk with no rush, crossing empty streets, sharing random stories, roasting each other, sometimes just walking in silence ‘cause the night’s too good to fill. It’s their thing—every single week.
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