Forwarded from La ReidlΓΌx Familia: The Manor Whispers.
βΎ THE GATES OF NEVERMORE MANOR STAND AJAR, THEIR IRON VINES WHISPERING IN THE MOONLIGHT.
Beneath th' midnight stars; Hall Of ReidlΓΌx is opening their door to a kindred soulβsomeone delightfully peculiar, wonderfully authentic, and unafraid to dance with the shadows.
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γ €γ €AWAITS YOU: 1980β2010 (English Based.)
If your heart finds comfort in the strange and your laughter echoes through the dark, perhaps there is a place for you beside us. Come take your place among the family near @ReidluxBot.
βStep inside. The candles are lit, the ravens are watching, and La ReidlΓΌx Familia eagerly awaits the arrival of its newest beloved family.β
Beneath th' midnight stars; Hall Of ReidlΓΌx is opening their door to a kindred soulβsomeone delightfully peculiar, wonderfully authentic, and unafraid to dance with the shadows.
γ €γ €THE FAMILY TREE IS GROWING, AND A BRANCH
γ €γ €AWAITS YOU: 1980β2010 (English Based.)
Gracious greetings! I, (Name & Username), come bearing an open heart, a fondness for the unusual, and a willingness to belong. With the face, (Muse & Line), would be more than willing to step through the gates and call this family my own.
If your heart finds comfort in the strange and your laughter echoes through the dark, perhaps there is a place for you beside us. Come take your place among the family near @ReidluxBot.
βStep inside. The candles are lit, the ravens are watching, and La ReidlΓΌx Familia eagerly awaits the arrival of its newest beloved family.β
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Forwarded from Le Chantier Mills: Maison des Γchoes.
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γ €γ €Beyond the veil where silver mists entwine,
γ €γ €a hidden woodland once breathed beneath
γ €γ €the watchful eyes of its ancient keepers.
γ €γ €A realm untouched, a home concealed,
γ €γ €where every root remembers and every bloom
γ €γ €holds a story of its own.
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βΈ. έβ βΈΝ. έΛγ €Somewhere beyond the mist,
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γ €γ €γ €γ €to be found once more. έ Λπ.π²
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γ €γ €Beyond the veil where silver mists entwine,
γ €γ €a hidden woodland once breathed beneath
γ €γ €the watchful eyes of its ancient keepers.
γ €γ €A realm untouched, a home concealed,
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. . . οΏ΄FOR THE DOVES AND THE SOULS OF THE DAMNED, LOST BENEATH THE UNLISTED TOMBSTONE OF AN UNWRITTEN GRAVE:
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ββββββββββββββββ ΰΌοΈ @CAINTJE
(MISSING: THE WANDERING BLOODKIN) To have a roof atop your sin-soaked head is a windfall of both tragedy and blessing, a bitter fortune shared by those who have been cast aside and deemed an unholy creation of scripture, born without a purpose. We know the feeling of grief well. So come, draw nearer and cross our threshold, but mind the CLAIMED VESSELS.
β¦οΈ SACRED SECRETS (1985-1999)
β¦οΈ ELDEST BURDEN (2000-2003)
β¦οΈ BETWEEN THE LINES (2004-2006)
β¦οΈ LAST BORN (2007-2010)
You will never escape what you were made out of, hail us your letter lovingly to @CaintjeBot. πΈ
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ββββββββββββββββ ΰΌοΈ @CAINTJE
(MISSING: THE WANDERING BLOODKIN) To have a roof atop your sin-soaked head is a windfall of both tragedy and blessing, a bitter fortune shared by those who have been cast aside and deemed an unholy creation of scripture, born without a purpose. We know the feeling of grief well. So come, draw nearer and cross our threshold, but mind the CLAIMED VESSELS.
β¦οΈ SACRED SECRETS (1985-1999)
β¦οΈ ELDEST BURDEN (2000-2003)
β¦οΈ BETWEEN THE LINES (2004-2006)
β¦οΈ LAST BORN (2007-2010)
Pray ye, my dearest Caintje! Hear my chant echoing through the desolate hallways of your so-called home, for after a journey of woe and sorrow, I have finally found my way to your door. Iβm (full name/nickname), carrying (your muse) as my chosen face, with (your username) as the trace Iβll leave behind. Keep a place for me among the faithful corpses. ποΈ
You will never escape what you were made out of, hail us your letter lovingly to @CaintjeBot. πΈ
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Forwarded from Arcana of Fate, Li Yunrui.
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THE MOONLIT / β½ VEIL HAS DRAWN A GILDED CARD TO BEGIN AN EVERLASTING JOURNEY (π ββ π)
Somewhere Along This Endless Path, Another Beautiful Chapter Is Quietly Waiting To Begin. The Ancient Bell Chimed With A Languid Grace As The Doors Opened Once More. Delicate Radiance Across The Marble Floor Like Scattered Remnants Of A Silence Chamber. Time Itself Seemed To Relinquish Its Hurried Pace Granting Every Fleeting Wonder To Be Savoured Without Haste.
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THE MOONLIT / β½ VEIL HAS DRAWN A GILDED CARD TO BEGIN AN EVERLASTING JOURNEY (π ββ π)
Somewhere Along This Endless Path, Another Beautiful Chapter Is Quietly Waiting To Begin. The Ancient Bell Chimed With A Languid Grace As The Doors Opened Once More. Delicate Radiance Across The Marble Floor Like Scattered Remnants Of A Silence Chamber. Time Itself Seemed To Relinquish Its Hurried Pace Granting Every Fleeting Wonder To Be Savoured Without Haste.
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Untung hujan turunnya air, kalau kami yang turun pasti jadi rebutan.
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