Forwarded from Lodge of Canine and Feline: ✱ The Caltbern.
What better way to spend a sunny afternoon than going camping together? James's Runeshard, Martin's Caltbern, Rora's Whitmore, Rora's Eihf, Jia's Zhu, Evan's Bosch, and Hanni's Eryndor had already settled at the campsite, enjoying the fresh air while setting up the tents and messing around. Once everything was ready, we brought out some pizza and gathered around to eat. Between jokes and random conversations, everyone kept reaching for another slice, barely giving the boxes a chance to stay full. After lunch, we decided to play around the campsite and take some pictures. Some of us ran around, while the others relaxed on the grass and enjoyed the afternoon. It wasn't anything serious—just a simple day of playing uno, playing around, and making memories together.
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Captured on BeReal by Bosche’s Riki & Morthen’s Haum! Who could guess that they had decided to go out today? And, they got a guest today... That's right! Turns out, Bosche’s Riki decided to take out his dog too, can we really blame him tho? I mean, his dog, bisco, is really cute! In these BeReal moments, you can see where Morthen’s Haum asked Bosche’s Riki if he wanted to take his dog out too, and where they hangout in the park together! Surrounded by fresh air and warm light pole. Such a loving moment, isn't it? But, hey... Did you notice that, why does bisco keep not looking at the camera? 🤔 perhaps, is it because he's camera shy? Only his owner would know the answer!
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ㅤ CONCORD BENEATH GASLIGHTSㅤㅤ
ㅤ DOSSIER OF KINDRED HOUSES.ㅤ
ㅤ SILHOUETTES GATHER IN UNITYㅤ
ㅤTHE COBBLE HILL ASSEMBLY.ㅤㅤ
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Along the stretch of old streets, a convergence unfolds merely gathering. (a living tapestry of houses bound by shared chapters.) Voices that carried distance now meet beneath the same evening air, where remembrance and renewal walk side by side.
The Houses Assemble: @GhostOfMorthen, @TheWilkins and @TheVisnja, each lineage contributing its own hue to the night celebration. Together they form a constellation of shared legacy, every memory written tonight becomes
another thread in story. Crystal love laughter drifts through the evening like distant music: For even if such nights arrive only within the turning month,
their warmth lingers far the hearts of
those who stood together the same lantern.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @BoschDeLaMer.
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ㅤ CONCORD BENEATH GASLIGHTSㅤㅤ
ㅤ DOSSIER OF KINDRED HOUSES.ㅤ
ㅤ SILHOUETTES GATHER IN UNITYㅤ
ㅤTHE COBBLE HILL ASSEMBLY.ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Along the stretch of old streets, a convergence unfolds merely gathering. (a living tapestry of houses bound by shared chapters.) Voices that carried distance now meet beneath the same evening air, where remembrance and renewal walk side by side.
The Houses Assemble: @GhostOfMorthen, @TheWilkins and @TheVisnja, each lineage contributing its own hue to the night celebration. Together they form a constellation of shared legacy, every memory written tonight becomes
another thread in story. Crystal love laughter drifts through the evening like distant music: For even if such nights arrive only within the turning month,
their warmth lingers far the hearts of
those who stood together the same lantern.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @BoschDeLaMer.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ
ㅤ CONCORD BENEATH GASLIGHTSㅤㅤ
ㅤ DOSSIER OF KINDRED HOUSES.ㅤ
ㅤ SILHOUETTES GATHER IN UNITYㅤ
ㅤTHE COBBLE HILL ASSEMBLY.ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Along the stretch of old streets, a convergence unfolds merely gathering. (a living tapestry of houses bound by shared chapters.) Voices that carried distance now meet beneath the same evening air, where remembrance and renewal walk side by side.
The Houses Assemble: @Rocheveil @PoshMagz @Houseofetherhail @TheMorseviic @TheSchroder @TheBloometh @RouzeVault @Arclaine @HeavenOfLouzhen each lineage contributing its own hue to the night celebration. Together they form a constellation of shared legacy, every memory written tonight becomes
another thread in story. Crystal love laughter drifts through the evening like distant music: For even if such nights arrive only within the turning month,
their warmth lingers far the hearts of
those who stood together the same lantern.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @BoschDeLaMer.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ
ㅤ CONCORD BENEATH GASLIGHTSㅤㅤ
ㅤ DOSSIER OF KINDRED HOUSES.ㅤ
ㅤ SILHOUETTES GATHER IN UNITYㅤ
ㅤTHE COBBLE HILL ASSEMBLY.ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Along the stretch of old streets, a convergence unfolds merely gathering. (a living tapestry of houses bound by shared chapters.) Voices that carried distance now meet beneath the same evening air, where remembrance and renewal walk side by side.
The Houses Assemble: @Rocheveil @PoshMagz @Houseofetherhail @TheMorseviic @TheSchroder @TheBloometh @RouzeVault @Arclaine @HeavenOfLouzhen each lineage contributing its own hue to the night celebration. Together they form a constellation of shared legacy, every memory written tonight becomes
another thread in story. Crystal love laughter drifts through the evening like distant music: For even if such nights arrive only within the turning month,
their warmth lingers far the hearts of
those who stood together the same lantern.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @BoschDeLaMer.
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Forwarded from The Heritage of Cherrilane : The Orchard's Secret
ⓒ Tuesday / The Pastry Run.
🍴EST. 2026 (&)
Seven Seats, Sugar on the Side. ☕🥐
to break up an otherwise ordinary tuesday, Cherrilane's Jaehyun and Romanovna's Yoonseo decided to pull everyone together for an afternoon of pastries and coffee. Yoonseo brought Berthouven's Giselle and Nicheford's Jeno, while i asked Bosche's Linghe, Cherrilane's Taesan, and Hjerts's Seonghyeon to come along. no proper itinerary, just seven people, a cafe, and whatever caught our eye behind the pastry counter. i settled outside with my coffee first, sunglasses still on, taking my time between sips. Linghe, meanwhile, seemed to have a very clear agenda: find something sweet and eat it before anyone could ask for a bite. he ended up with a donut in hand, looking entirely too pleased with himself. Taesan went in a completely different direction, digging into a bowl of chocolate cereal like he'd discovered the best thing on the menu. Seonghyeon was busy showing off his dessert to the camera, holding it so close that the whole thing turned into one giant blur.
“you're making it impossible to see,” i told him. “it's still pretty,” he said.
Yoonseo somehow found herself underneath an enormous pastry for a photo, crouching beneath it like she'd wandered into the wrong bakery advertisement. Jeno had a full plate of donuts and a whipped drink in his hands, looking like he'd ordered enough for twice our number. Giselle sat comfortably with her iced coffee, quietly taking in the chaos around the table. somewhere between Linghe stealing bites, Taesan finishing his chocolate snack, and Jeno guarding his donuts, the afternoon slipped into that familiar kind of mess. drinks sweating on the table, crumbs everywhere, pastries being passed from hand to hand. Yoonseo called it a “quick cafe break.” clearly, none of us understood what quick meant.
by the time we were ready to leave, everyone had eaten something different, but somehow nobody had gone home empty-handed—or empty-stomached. just a slow tuesday, a little caffeine, too much sugar, and the kind of company that makes staying one more hour feel like the obvious choice.
🍴EST. 2026 (&)
Seven Seats, Sugar on the Side. ☕🥐
to break up an otherwise ordinary tuesday, Cherrilane's Jaehyun and Romanovna's Yoonseo decided to pull everyone together for an afternoon of pastries and coffee. Yoonseo brought Berthouven's Giselle and Nicheford's Jeno, while i asked Bosche's Linghe, Cherrilane's Taesan, and Hjerts's Seonghyeon to come along. no proper itinerary, just seven people, a cafe, and whatever caught our eye behind the pastry counter. i settled outside with my coffee first, sunglasses still on, taking my time between sips. Linghe, meanwhile, seemed to have a very clear agenda: find something sweet and eat it before anyone could ask for a bite. he ended up with a donut in hand, looking entirely too pleased with himself. Taesan went in a completely different direction, digging into a bowl of chocolate cereal like he'd discovered the best thing on the menu. Seonghyeon was busy showing off his dessert to the camera, holding it so close that the whole thing turned into one giant blur.
“you're making it impossible to see,” i told him. “it's still pretty,” he said.
Yoonseo somehow found herself underneath an enormous pastry for a photo, crouching beneath it like she'd wandered into the wrong bakery advertisement. Jeno had a full plate of donuts and a whipped drink in his hands, looking like he'd ordered enough for twice our number. Giselle sat comfortably with her iced coffee, quietly taking in the chaos around the table. somewhere between Linghe stealing bites, Taesan finishing his chocolate snack, and Jeno guarding his donuts, the afternoon slipped into that familiar kind of mess. drinks sweating on the table, crumbs everywhere, pastries being passed from hand to hand. Yoonseo called it a “quick cafe break.” clearly, none of us understood what quick meant.
by the time we were ready to leave, everyone had eaten something different, but somehow nobody had gone home empty-handed—or empty-stomached. just a slow tuesday, a little caffeine, too much sugar, and the kind of company that makes staying one more hour feel like the obvious choice.
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