Wyrmharrow; The Aureate Affliction of the Lunar Scion.
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[BIL] 2024, NOCTURNA 🌑 (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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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—@TheMystveil, @TheRault, @CampofLachers, &. @Poiriers.—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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POETRY OF EMOTIONAL FORECASTS.
Beneath ever-shifting firmaments, six kindred spirits composed a delicate chronicle of their shared skies. Laughter bloomed like vernal petals, silence stretched like summer dusk, and wistful thoughts drifted through autumn winds. Emotions swirled like restless zephyrs—unified yet distinct.

ㅤA nostalgic tapestry of six souls
ㅤbeneath ever-changing heavens
.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ˚₊‧꒰ა 🪞໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Through radiant light and sorrowful rain, they captured fleeting moments in a diary of weathered reveries. This tender anthology became their refuge, where passing skies reflected the ephemeral rhythm of their hearts and the quiet beauty of being together.
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𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘜𝘛𝘐𝘍𝘜𝘓 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙𝘚
An ode of a quiet poetry of souls that
brush against each other.

Soundscape built from longing, restraint, and quiet intimacy. It's the sound of recognizing someone with your heart, even if your paths only crossed once.

Each Chord Is A Step Closer
To The Edge Of A Moment
ㅤܢ𑁯ㅤׅ 🃏 promise painted in blue
TOMORROW X TOGETHER
᠅ The Star Chapter: Together ५.
"BEAUTIFUL STRANGERS"

In a world where the spell is broken,
We're beautiful strangers
. 𖥔
(http://youtu.be/IcwHopeT5gY)

Some of the most beautiful connections are the ones that come and go like a passing light. Then, let's etch those moments by cherish each second of it.

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Let it teach you that love, understanding, and connection don't always need names, or longevity. Sometimes, the most beautiful stories are the ones that never had a beginning or an ending.

⬪ ✶ ⬪

ㅤㅤ⠀ ⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄♡ ⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄

ㅤ ㅤㅤ𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 ㅤ𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐄𝐱𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡 ㅤㅤㅤ𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐫.
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ko jeongwoo mending velocity aja sama aku daripada galau 🤪
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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 @TogetherWithSix, @Dolovent, @Myldemoor, @Bluesofgoury, and @theoceaniic. 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