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—@TheVogler, @KissOfLoove, @PromiseSeason, @SartreFamille, @Altefiore, @HusvomMeiers, @HerdOfDauvignon, @Luzveris, @GODRICT, & @LeBeaulieu.
—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

A whisper message to anyone.
Anyone can read it!

#LatePost. Eyre’s Lara spent her afternoon very well! With Wrymharrow’s Kevin messing around by the water with an empty boat just floating quietly by the dock and Zhou’s Juyeon catching some sun by the rocks. It’s so much fun! We wandered past a signpost full of random directions, saw swan boats drifting on the lake, and dipped our feet in a little stream to cool off. Ended up at a small lakeside café, drinks in hand, just talking and enjoying the view until the day started to fade. <3 Anyways, have a lovely night, fellas!

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—@Edenearth, @YukiEiko, @The13thSyndicate, @wonhheart, @THIRENSOLES, @KatsOfCovet, @LegacyOfDustborne, @Dewmourne, @Sjarns.—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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