Forwarded from Beyond-Child. #EvonPoppinInto18th
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ㅤㅤclouds float ayond the skies with
ㅤㅤdulcet twilight of butterflies
ㅤㅤscattering party tinsel!
ㅤㅤㅤ。๑ :¨·.·¨: 𝟶𝟾/𝟶𝟽/𝟸𝟼 ˚⁎ ˳ ⁺
ㅤㅤdid you know that this breeze is
ㅤㅤferrying us to a revelry?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒕
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ㅤㅤclouds float ayond the skies with
ㅤㅤdulcet twilight of butterflies
ㅤㅤscattering party tinsel!
ㅤㅤㅤ。๑ :¨·.·¨: 𝟶𝟾/𝟶𝟽/𝟸𝟼 ˚⁎ ˳ ⁺
ㅤㅤdid you know that this breeze is
ㅤㅤferrying us to a revelry?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒕
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#AkoBowdayJar 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒓𝒚. 🍀🫙🎀ㅤ
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Forwarded from Herald of the Unknown-Season: The Hutchinson.
The night wasn't supposed to be anything special. Just a quick walk to grab snacks, maybe try the tanghulu everyone kept talking about, then head home. Somehow, that turned into wandering through bright streets with our hands full of convenience store bags, stopping every five minutes because Wyrmharrow's Jaemin insisted every corner looked "cinematic," while Hutchinson's Karina kept pretending she wasn't waiting for him to finish taking pictures before walking again. They laughed at absolutely nothing, bought way more food than they could finish, and somehow every wrong turn ended up being the right one.
"You know we're literally walking in circles, right?" Hutchinson's Karina sighed, trying not to laugh. Wyrmharrow's Jaemin looked around for a second before shrugging. "Maybe. But we still have a lot to buy." She rolled her eyes, stole another snack from his bag anyway, and they kept walking under the city lights like they had nowhere else they needed to be. Just late-night streets, shared snacks, endless teasing, and the comforting feeling. That's what real best friends do. They turn ordinary evenings into stories that somehow never get old.
"You know we're literally walking in circles, right?" Hutchinson's Karina sighed, trying not to laugh. Wyrmharrow's Jaemin looked around for a second before shrugging. "Maybe. But we still have a lot to buy." She rolled her eyes, stole another snack from his bag anyway, and they kept walking under the city lights like they had nowhere else they needed to be. Just late-night streets, shared snacks, endless teasing, and the comforting feeling. That's what real best friends do. They turn ordinary evenings into stories that somehow never get old.
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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— @FlameOfIgnarev, @Mistlesoir, @IILLUV, @ReissHousehold, @GeislerVoyager, @Oaklisse, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine —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— @FlameOfIgnarev, @Mistlesoir, @IILLUV, @ReissHousehold, @GeislerVoyager, @Oaklisse, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine —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
Forwarded from (𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘉𝘈𝘕𝘋) WISMA ROESJAD.
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“MERUAH PARA MUSAFIR ʻTAK
BERKIBLAT: MENUJU GERHA PERSEMBAHAN.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ-ㅤㅤ༒ㅤㅤ-
Tiada darah sekedar alir yang sia, tiada tubuh sekedar kerangka tanpa makna dalam balairung; @Roesjad, serumpun suci yang terukir sedari sumpah tanpa pedoman untuk diimani. Kesunyian tragis berkelung pada lumbung nyawa tatkala mengharap dekap yang meremukkan tulang saudara. Kini, kami nyalakan lilin-lilin di tengah sunyi, memberi petunjuk kepada jiwa-jiwa murni yang bersedia sedarah satu nadi dengan kami.
᭧ BARA MULA: 1999–2003
᭧ RUAS TAKDIR: 2004–2007
᭧ PUTIK AKHIR: 2008–2010
Telitilah sulur-sulur segetih ini, yakinkan napasmu belum membaur dalam teduh asing dan ruhmu ʻtak berkarat sebab terjajah nelangsa—lantas tumpaskan kemurnianmu pada pangkuan kegelapan @RoesjadBot / @Roesjads.
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“MERUAH PARA MUSAFIR ʻTAK
BERKIBLAT: MENUJU GERHA PERSEMBAHAN.”
ㅤ/ㅤ(24:00)ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ-ㅤㅤ༒ㅤㅤ-
Tiada darah sekedar alir yang sia, tiada tubuh sekedar kerangka tanpa makna dalam balairung; @Roesjad, serumpun suci yang terukir sedari sumpah tanpa pedoman untuk diimani. Kesunyian tragis berkelung pada lumbung nyawa tatkala mengharap dekap yang meremukkan tulang saudara. Kini, kami nyalakan lilin-lilin di tengah sunyi, memberi petunjuk kepada jiwa-jiwa murni yang bersedia sedarah satu nadi dengan kami.
᭧ BARA MULA: 1999–2003
᭧ RUAS TAKDIR: 2004–2007
᭧ PUTIK AKHIR: 2008–2010
Telitilah sulur-sulur segetih ini, yakinkan napasmu belum membaur dalam teduh asing dan ruhmu ʻtak berkarat sebab terjajah nelangsa—lantas tumpaskan kemurnianmu pada pangkuan kegelapan @RoesjadBot / @Roesjads.
Telah kuserahkan (nama & ID) yang meminjam rupa (nama peraga) terlahir pada (tahun kelahiran) untuk memelawa jiwa dalam perjamuan. Harapku hangat untuk menjadi sedarah satu. Terima kasih.
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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—@Shardwhyte @HeirOfNyx @KiiiVerses @Hjerts @Hoonsweth @lasiegern @ChroniclesOfBerg @boschdelamer—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—@Shardwhyte @HeirOfNyx @KiiiVerses @Hjerts @Hoonsweth @lasiegern @ChroniclesOfBerg @boschdelamer—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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