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— @TheWalst @TheFerrovi, @OldenVeil, @targaryenempire, @sjords, @CaveOfLoughrey.
—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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ㅤㅤㅤ @THE18AIMS ✱ BACKDOOR ACCESS

The city always demands a cost and it pays in late nights or early mornings. Between the concrete canyons of Manhattan, the air thickens with the unspoken ambition of everyone surrounding yourself. The hushed tones of the executive floor, the rhythmic tick-tock of a clock, the click of your own keyboard sets the tempo of everyone's day. Coffee breath is the lingering scent of zeal, a marker of the hours poured into the pursuit. With a determind glare at his monitor he clicked 'publish' like swinging the office door wide open.

📁 A RECRUITMENT FOR THE BEST MAN OUT OF ALL: Before That Let's Have a Look at All the Executives.

FOR ENTRY INTO @THE18AIMS CORPORATION:
The line crackles, static hums in the background. I, name (@Username) are ready to fill the vacant spot among the executives. Consider this my formal entry into the corporation and I'm prepared to move when signal drops.

The sound of the dial ringing in the office became a siren call for the rogue operation. We needed talent that thrived on tight margins, that saw the ups as the reward and the downs as just another puzzle that they might have to solve before midnight. Those who knows how to work the system to make our impossible things to be possible will be chosen. We are officially back in the business world and recruiting the co-conspirators, if you are the one we are looking send the format to @Aimed18Bot. With the media, the name and the intent to answer the call.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤDIAL US, @THE18AIMS. 📞
ㅤㅤReceive the call or burn the opportunity?


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skrg sfs yuk @TheHarrowBot ko juhoon laper katanya

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𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘶𝘴 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘚𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰
𝘊𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰 𝘗𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ\
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPumpstone Boo!

(To: @TheWyrmharrow, my Wayne.)
Lanterns dotted the firmament, illuminating the dim landscape. Mages abducted wild creatures and abandoned them with nocturnal beasts in deserted cottages. Swarms of wanderers ransacked the latarans where the sacrifices were hidden, accusing each one of them of being the villainous fiend who had wiped out the entire populace of sacred creatures in this realm. The mage chuckled behind the rotting banyan tree. Uttering “𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘢‌ 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘶𝘮,” the mage dissolved all the wanderers and sacrifices into a mystical elixir within the cauldron.

Spooky salutations, Rootsnare. 🎃