Forwarded from Caelthwynn: Soft Days In a Little Den!
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ男性記念日おめでとう!
Morning shall celebrate in joy with @Caelthwynn! 🌱🍎₊˚⊹ 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Soft days find their way to our den, where your smile lingers like sunlight on the floor—Hush in between heartbeats into our bonds related together, peace for @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner & @calsearth finally enough. Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace! 🍃♥️
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..₊⋆.˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 .₊° ༘˙⋆
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ男性記念日おめでとう!
Morning shall celebrate in joy with @Caelthwynn! 🌱🍎₊˚⊹ 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
Soft days find their way to our den, where your smile lingers like sunlight on the floor—Hush in between heartbeats into our bonds related together, peace for @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner & @calsearth finally enough. Where the little den hums with stillness; each hour steeped in quiet bloom.
Every month, every moment: a gentle reminder that love can feel like home. The world slows down to the rhythm of us—a sanctuary built of arms and whispers, happy-go-lucky my constant hush of peace! 🍃♥️
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..₊⋆.˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 .₊° ༘˙⋆
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Forwarded from Ashes of the Dragon-heart: Manor of Vermillion.
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(IN THE HEART OF THE ANCIENT CASTLE.) WHERE STONE WALLS ECHO WITH WHISPERS OF FORGOTTEN BATTLES. ♦️
Just like the legendary wyrm that fiercely guards its hoard, we too protect the invaluable connections we’ve forged, treasures of memories and dreams that grow richer with each passing moment. Our collective power is an unstoppable tempest, relentless and unbroken, a force that time or circumstance cannot diminish:
May this mensiversary ring out like the roar of a mythical serpent, reverberating the depth of our bond and the limitless potential that lies before us. Just as a colossal leviathan unfurls its wings to claim the heavens, our journey knows no bounds, and our tale is destined to be carved into the chronicles of eternity—an undying testament to the might of unity, determination, and limitless possibility.
(🐦🔥.) Genuine well-wishes,
@ManorOfVermillion.
Just like the legendary wyrm that fiercely guards its hoard, we too protect the invaluable connections we’ve forged, treasures of memories and dreams that grow richer with each passing moment. Our collective power is an unstoppable tempest, relentless and unbroken, a force that time or circumstance cannot diminish:
@KinofGreesacht, @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @MoribundSyndics
May this mensiversary ring out like the roar of a mythical serpent, reverberating the depth of our bond and the limitless potential that lies before us. Just as a colossal leviathan unfurls its wings to claim the heavens, our journey knows no bounds, and our tale is destined to be carved into the chronicles of eternity—an undying testament to the might of unity, determination, and limitless possibility.
(🐦🔥.) Genuine well-wishes,
@ManorOfVermillion.
Forwarded from 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘩 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘻.
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🗄 MONTHLY EDITORIAL: IT’S THEIR JOY DAY!
Status: Spotlighted. Consider this your celebratory headline.
Between shared glances, late-night conversations, and the small ways you choose each other, a romance formed that feels curated with care, the kind worthy of a posh-worth issue. This monthly-versary marks a new chapter framed by devotion and balance, the kind of connection that settles in with warmth and stays. The journey of @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner, @calsearth unfolds with a refined, understated charm! Each moment slipping into the next with the ease of something genuinely felt. Between them lives a harmony that’s steady, warm, and instinctively aligned.
XOXO, @PoshMagz! 🩷
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🗄 MONTHLY EDITORIAL: IT’S THEIR JOY DAY!
Status: Spotlighted. Consider this your celebratory headline.
Between shared glances, late-night conversations, and the small ways you choose each other, a romance formed that feels curated with care, the kind worthy of a posh-worth issue. This monthly-versary marks a new chapter framed by devotion and balance, the kind of connection that settles in with warmth and stays. The journey of @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner, @calsearth unfolds with a refined, understated charm! Each moment slipping into the next with the ease of something genuinely felt. Between them lives a harmony that’s steady, warm, and instinctively aligned.
XOXO, @PoshMagz! 🩷
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Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(27th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @MoribundSyndics and @TemuGelanggang who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(27th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @MoribundSyndics and @TemuGelanggang who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
Forwarded from Promise Season: “Carousal” The Dashing Heel.
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𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋: 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝝑𝝔
📓⋆♡˖ ࣪⊹ Each day that passes in love season, will remain as an ethereal memories for those who are in enamoured. Nevertheless today's weather is whimsical, savouring their jouissance through the warmth that flutters in the air like cherry blossom petals in spring, chilly breeze in summer, fallen leaves in autumn, and snowflakes in winter. We perceive today's weather will be lovesome because our playfellows. Hence we wish them a blithesome jubilee and hope this season of love will always adorn their pathway.
(𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭..) All that warmth enveloped this lovesome day of @TheMaanor, @heartedpaws, @TheGritner, @calsearth, and @KinofGreesacht, who are commemorating their jubilee this month.
𝑮𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘,
𝒘𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 @PromiseSeason
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𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋: 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝝑𝝔
📓⋆♡˖ ࣪⊹ Each day that passes in love season, will remain as an ethereal memories for those who are in enamoured. Nevertheless today's weather is whimsical, savouring their jouissance through the warmth that flutters in the air like cherry blossom petals in spring, chilly breeze in summer, fallen leaves in autumn, and snowflakes in winter. We perceive today's weather will be lovesome because our playfellows. Hence we wish them a blithesome jubilee and hope this season of love will always adorn their pathway.
(𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘭..) All that warmth enveloped this lovesome day of @TheMaanor, @heartedpaws, @TheGritner, @calsearth, and @KinofGreesacht, who are commemorating their jubilee this month.
𝑮𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒘,
𝒘𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 @PromiseSeason
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Forwarded from Imperium Of Colossal Majesty: Caldune Awakening.
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THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @TheGritner, @KinOfGreesacht, and @Calsearth our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
THE SOVEREIGN DAWN OF COMMEMORATION DRIFTS THROUGH THE CHRONICLES OF TIME. ❍
Across the shifting sands of time, where each dawn paints a new horizon upon the desert’s golden canvas, we mark this day with reverence and joy, a celebration of the bond that threads us together as one great kin. Through tempests and tranquility, we have journeyed side by side, @TheGritner, @KinOfGreesacht, and @Calsearth our footsteps weaving patterns of loyalty upon the desert’s sacred skin. For in the chronicles of Caldune, kinship is the purest form of sovereignty and as we move forward, hand in hand, may our bond forever be the flame that outlasts the storm.
“For in the empire of Caldune,
family is not found, it is forged.”
Under the Dawn of the Second Moon, @Caldune Awakening.
Forwarded from House Of Luthien: Wonder Lie Beyond.
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ㅤㅤ THROUGH. / THE. / GLOWING.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( December 27th )
Our journey began deep within an ancient forest, where the canopy of emerald leaves whispered tales long forgotten. Hidden beneath shade was a narrow path quiet, untouched, and waiting! At its end stood a glowing blue portal, (... 🪻) humming gently with the kind of magic that only hearts still enough to dream can feel.
Happy mensiversary our dwellers: @Paranovrmal, @KinofGreesacht, @calsearth, @TheGritner, @MoribundSyndics, @TemuGelanggang. We were strangers once, each carrying our own beginning. But stepping through that portal stitched our paths into a tale! One filled with quiet warmth, and the kind of belonging you don’t always find, but somehow found us. (Here’s to more moments, more pages, and more wonders yet to bloom.)
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ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( December 27th )
Our journey began deep within an ancient forest, where the canopy of emerald leaves whispered tales long forgotten. Hidden beneath shade was a narrow path quiet, untouched, and waiting! At its end stood a glowing blue portal, (... 🪻) humming gently with the kind of magic that only hearts still enough to dream can feel.
Happy mensiversary our dwellers: @Paranovrmal, @KinofGreesacht, @calsearth, @TheGritner, @MoribundSyndics, @TemuGelanggang. We were strangers once, each carrying our own beginning. But stepping through that portal stitched our paths into a tale! One filled with quiet warmth, and the kind of belonging you don’t always find, but somehow found us. (Here’s to more moments, more pages, and more wonders yet to bloom.)
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ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
Forwarded from "Eternal Kin : The Geldart of the Family"
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ㅤㅤ๋࣭ ⭑ 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨.
🕯🌕... looking for a ray of light amid the energy of humanity's intriguing mortal life, caught between the mortal world and eternity.
ㅤㅤAs a souvenir, we bring you the warmth of the noon sun (@Scrivenland, @CaIamityQueller, @Chrolyst, @TemuGelanggang, @AtelierHill, @calsearth, @TheGritner, & @KinofGreesacht.). your valuable memories will never be forgotten, like the centuries-old denizens of endless darkness.
𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝘀 :
๋࣭ ⭑ @TheGeldart ๋࣭ ⭑
🕯🌕... looking for a ray of light amid the energy of humanity's intriguing mortal life, caught between the mortal world and eternity.
ㅤㅤAs a souvenir, we bring you the warmth of the noon sun (@Scrivenland, @CaIamityQueller, @Chrolyst, @TemuGelanggang, @AtelierHill, @calsearth, @TheGritner, & @KinofGreesacht.). your valuable memories will never be forgotten, like the centuries-old denizens of endless darkness.
𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝘀 :
๋࣭ ⭑ @TheGeldart ๋࣭ ⭑
Forwarded from Freedom Through the Realms Whispers: Guild of Clardforge.
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ㅤ ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Enchanting transforms
ㅤ the intangible into something
ㅤ extraordinary. ㅤ
Sumptuous and jubilant festivity, Hedgehog and Oscar gathered around the campfire while the raucous cheers of their siblings became the most delightful symphony of the evening. Precisely at midnight, the bell tolled, and everyone erupted in joyous celebration of their cherished camaraderie with: @calsearth @TheGritner @TheKnockOutz @heartedpaws @Paranovrmal @KinofGreesacht and @TemuGelanggang as the dark sky gradually brightened with moonlight and the shimmering stars that enhanced the allure. Profound appreciation was conveyed. As a token of everlasting joy, never cease to express heartfelt gratitude. This treasured moment will be carried forward through clenched fists and grace, surrounded by kind-hearted individuals each day. May we sustain a friendship brimming with joy forever.
Written with heartiness,
Guild of Clardforge.
ㅤ ࣪ ִֶָ☾. Enchanting transforms
ㅤ the intangible into something
ㅤ extraordinary. ㅤ
Sumptuous and jubilant festivity, Hedgehog and Oscar gathered around the campfire while the raucous cheers of their siblings became the most delightful symphony of the evening. Precisely at midnight, the bell tolled, and everyone erupted in joyous celebration of their cherished camaraderie with: @calsearth @TheGritner @TheKnockOutz @heartedpaws @Paranovrmal @KinofGreesacht and @TemuGelanggang as the dark sky gradually brightened with moonlight and the shimmering stars that enhanced the allure. Profound appreciation was conveyed. As a token of everlasting joy, never cease to express heartfelt gratitude. This treasured moment will be carried forward through clenched fists and grace, surrounded by kind-hearted individuals each day. May we sustain a friendship brimming with joy forever.
Written with heartiness,
Guild of Clardforge.
Forwarded from The Shadowed BloodMoon: Duisterg Clan.
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+66 .. ’🦇〔 IMPENETRABLE
DISGUISE NIGHTFALL 〕
╾───── FORE FALTERING DUSK METHANE: @Calsearth @TheGritner @KinofGreesacht. Ethereal engagement juxtaposed with pulsating propane lamps portrayed eagerness preceding compared to eternity in its entirety.
🩸 ( STIRRED DEPTHS. )
“Warmest wishes—enormous mensive
gratitude to the most significant
attendees ever grace the mastered
possible blood-sucking fortress.”
( . . ) 1:8 —— 19 |• SHROUD GRUMBLED CONCEALMENT: “FIGURE PROWLED!” UNBOUND BY MORTAL CONSTRAINTS: .. “Breeze mingled stench saturated momentum particularly decomposing leaves.”
“Underlying the outermost
layer, everlasting yearning
deceived intense melancholy,
offering clenched essence.”
• —— ( @KasteelOfDuisterg )
DISGUISE NIGHTFALL 〕
╾───── FORE FALTERING DUSK METHANE: @Calsearth @TheGritner @KinofGreesacht. Ethereal engagement juxtaposed with pulsating propane lamps portrayed eagerness preceding compared to eternity in its entirety.
🩸 ( STIRRED DEPTHS. )
“Warmest wishes—enormous mensive
gratitude to the most significant
attendees ever grace the mastered
possible blood-sucking fortress.”
( . . ) 1:8 —— 19 |• SHROUD GRUMBLED CONCEALMENT: “FIGURE PROWLED!” UNBOUND BY MORTAL CONSTRAINTS: .. “Breeze mingled stench saturated momentum particularly decomposing leaves.”
“Underlying the outermost
layer, everlasting yearning
deceived intense melancholy,
offering clenched essence.”
• —— ( @KasteelOfDuisterg )
Forwarded from The Heritage of Cherrilane.
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CHERRY SEASON IS COMING SOON 🍒
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @TemuGelanggang, and @KinofGreesacht, we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
With warmth and love, @Cherrilane.
From the heart of our family farm, where red cherries have been blooming for generations, we celebrate the next month in our journey together. Like the roots in our trees, our bonds grow stronger with each passing season. To those with happy families or friends @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @TemuGelanggang, and @KinofGreesacht, we warmly welcome the season that is about to arrive, always keeping our bonds strong and always being cherries that grow every day. Together, we care for more than just cherries: we care for a heritage that will flourish for future generations. Make today a happy day, filled with laughter, shared moments, and growth both in our cherries and in our hearts. May the day you celebrate this harvest be blessed, abundant in effort, and colored by the warm deep red of the harvest we love.
With warmth and love, @Cherrilane.
Forwarded from The Moonlit Descent of Mistlesoir.
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❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ Enshrined beneath a sleepbound sky and flanked by frost-laden everboughs, Lyritha glimmers carved of ivoried silence, star-thistle air, and old hymns half-remembered. In this sepulchral hush, we send a hushfold vow pressed in snowmelt ink & imbued with longing and lucence.
To @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @heartedpaws, @TemuGelanggang, and @KinofGreesacht.: let the hush enwreathe you in vellum-glow and silken quiet, every flurry descending as a sanctified oblation, the marrowroot of solstice clasping you in ineffable balm. Even as carols fade into aurora and shadows steep the eaves, devotion abides.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
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❆ THE LAST MISTLETOE LETTER 🌲
ㅤ BY IVY, SNOW, AND STARLIGHT
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ"Ce Qui Glace, Garde."
ㅤㅤ────❈ FROM THE GLACIENT VALES OF LYRITHA | "Where the Auroral Drowse Lies Low." ☆ Enshrined beneath a sleepbound sky and flanked by frost-laden everboughs, Lyritha glimmers carved of ivoried silence, star-thistle air, and old hymns half-remembered. In this sepulchral hush, we send a hushfold vow pressed in snowmelt ink & imbued with longing and lucence.
To @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @heartedpaws, @TemuGelanggang, and @KinofGreesacht.: let the hush enwreathe you in vellum-glow and silken quiet, every flurry descending as a sanctified oblation, the marrowroot of solstice clasping you in ineffable balm. Even as carols fade into aurora and shadows steep the eaves, devotion abides.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ By holm and hearth,
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ @MISTLESOIR
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Forwarded from KHERAELD: Blood & Roots.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Shall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @Calsearth, @TheGritner, @TemuGelanggang, and @KinofGreesacht for the commemorative fetes.
Shall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Forwarded from LOUGHREY: The Equestrian Bloodlines.
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ㅤㅤ EQUESTRIAN ETERNAL RAIL 𖢲
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IRELAND’S LUNETTE | &. 1929: IX (“The Postcard Addresed Fastidously.”) Athwart the windswept moors although olden hooves have left their lasting mark, our lineage arise tall and solid in resolve nobleness. From stable to pasture, from twilight canter to moonlit gallop, we move with thousand generations grace. Hereafter, sunrise stain the dew paddocks in crimson and we shall celebrate your monthiversary like no other steeped in the dignified splendor of our heritage. The bounteous pageantry of horse and rider become emblem in our household’s pride, while echoeth the monthiversary to our most revered confidants; @TheGritner, @Calsearth, @KinofGreesacht, and @MoribundSyndics. We entreat our blessings, hoping this day brings gallantry and deftness.
Deepest Dignity and Veneration,
@CaveOfLoughrey.
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ㅤㅤ EQUESTRIAN ETERNAL RAIL 𖢲
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Blessings For Enchants!IRELAND’S LUNETTE | &. 1929: IX (“The Postcard Addresed Fastidously.”) Athwart the windswept moors although olden hooves have left their lasting mark, our lineage arise tall and solid in resolve nobleness. From stable to pasture, from twilight canter to moonlit gallop, we move with thousand generations grace. Hereafter, sunrise stain the dew paddocks in crimson and we shall celebrate your monthiversary like no other steeped in the dignified splendor of our heritage. The bounteous pageantry of horse and rider become emblem in our household’s pride, while echoeth the monthiversary to our most revered confidants; @TheGritner, @Calsearth, @KinofGreesacht, and @MoribundSyndics. We entreat our blessings, hoping this day brings gallantry and deftness.
Deepest Dignity and Veneration,
@CaveOfLoughrey.
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Forwarded from Pinnacle Noire: The Syndicate Shadows.
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⠀⠀ ... ♟️⠀The Board Bow Down
⠀⠀ ⠀ checkmate [ &,. ] thus, (‘golden hour’)
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In the darkness alley where deals are made and loyalties are tested, one piece—sacrifice can make a instant win. Play the hand wisely, those who see the endgame while others are still counting pawns. Who've tasted the forbidden truth @Paranovrmal @calsearth
(EX24-10NS) Your empire built itself, with your own strategy. The city's pulse beats to the rhythm of your choices, and even the darkness bends to accommodate your vision. Salute, and respect everything you deserve this day of jubilation.
Eight Man On Fire ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
ㅤ(&.) .. 🏛 ✶ (신사: @PinnacleNoire)
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⠀⠀ ... ♟️⠀The Board Bow Down
⠀⠀ ⠀ checkmate [ &,. ] thus, (‘golden hour’)
(27th December, imprinted) 𝒊𝒊.▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
In the darkness alley where deals are made and loyalties are tested, one piece—sacrifice can make a instant win. Play the hand wisely, those who see the endgame while others are still counting pawns. Who've tasted the forbidden truth @Paranovrmal @calsearth
(EX24-10NS) Your empire built itself, with your own strategy. The city's pulse beats to the rhythm of your choices, and even the darkness bends to accommodate your vision. Salute, and respect everything you deserve this day of jubilation.
Eight Man On Fire ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
ㅤ(&.) .. 🏛 ✶ (신사: @PinnacleNoire)
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Forwarded from House of Caintje.
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🏹 … / THE DRAWERS, HEAVY WITH ROTE, SEAL THEMSELVES SHUT.
Solitaire motes hang in the slant of December 27th. Caught between the breath of porch curtains and the quiet decay of yesterday’s date on the wall calendar. Time doesn’t pass here; it settles. 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦—𝘰𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮. Napolitan tray rests: swirls of strawberry cream bleeding into vanilla reveries and dark chocolate confessions.
This room? Painted in more than pigment. It’s stained with pauses. And not just a day, but an artifact. It’s edged with intentionality: six zines folded like origami prayers slipped through mailslots of blade hearts; @calsearth, @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner, aimed not at eyes but ribs. The slow burn: afterglow as methodology. They will return to this date again. Not because they must. But because something 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 refuses extinction. It pulses still ... in subtext, in margins, in ink that smudges like pine.
𝘊𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥,
𝘉𝘺 𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘫𝘦, @TheCaintje 𝁘
(𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥-𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸.)
Solitaire motes hang in the slant of December 27th. Caught between the breath of porch curtains and the quiet decay of yesterday’s date on the wall calendar. Time doesn’t pass here; it settles. 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦—𝘰𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮. Napolitan tray rests: swirls of strawberry cream bleeding into vanilla reveries and dark chocolate confessions.
This room? Painted in more than pigment. It’s stained with pauses. And not just a day, but an artifact. It’s edged with intentionality: six zines folded like origami prayers slipped through mailslots of blade hearts; @calsearth, @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner, aimed not at eyes but ribs. The slow burn: afterglow as methodology. They will return to this date again. Not because they must. But because something 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 refuses extinction. It pulses still ... in subtext, in margins, in ink that smudges like pine.
𝘊𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥,
𝘉𝘺 𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘫𝘦, @TheCaintje 𝁘
(𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥-𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸.)
Forwarded from The Arcanum of Rochéveil: Under Constellated Skies.
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ㅤJOSTLE THE LIONISED PROPHECY. ✵
ㅤAUGURY OF CREDENCE: CENTENNIAL
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ | CARD, @ROCHEVEIL.
(27th December.) Spatial moments is bound by forecasts that shall be jumbled throughout the cards on the board, deciphering those who belong in nowadays pleasures amid uttermost changes and well-being: @TheGritner, @KinofGreesacht, and @Calsearth.
〉 Well-known, the celestial structures
ㅤㅤthat are outcome of spinning the
ㅤㅤcards indicates the enchanting
ㅤㅤequilibrium of the anniversary, in
ㅤㅤmercy, agony, or pleasure, acceptance
ㅤㅤwandering on flames. In splatters,
ㅤㅤbreaks or merriment, mend another
ㅤㅤand march onward for an aim.
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Let the pieces of destiny connect through time’s never-ending cycle, where fate speaks softly as the day begins. Those who listen to its hints will find peace in the middle of chaos, and every spark of light will be a signal to create again, recall the past, and stand strong under the endless sky. / 𖥔
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ㅤJOSTLE THE LIONISED PROPHECY. ✵
ㅤAUGURY OF CREDENCE: CENTENNIAL
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ | CARD, @ROCHEVEIL.
(27th December.) Spatial moments is bound by forecasts that shall be jumbled throughout the cards on the board, deciphering those who belong in nowadays pleasures amid uttermost changes and well-being: @TheGritner, @KinofGreesacht, and @Calsearth.
〉 Well-known, the celestial structures
ㅤㅤthat are outcome of spinning the
ㅤㅤcards indicates the enchanting
ㅤㅤequilibrium of the anniversary, in
ㅤㅤmercy, agony, or pleasure, acceptance
ㅤㅤwandering on flames. In splatters,
ㅤㅤbreaks or merriment, mend another
ㅤㅤand march onward for an aim.
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. . .ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𓇺ㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . .Let the pieces of destiny connect through time’s never-ending cycle, where fate speaks softly as the day begins. Those who listen to its hints will find peace in the middle of chaos, and every spark of light will be a signal to create again, recall the past, and stand strong under the endless sky. / 𖥔
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Forwarded from Eine Träumerei: die Familie Schumann.
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᭧ .. 𝗘𝘂𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗩𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀: 𝗔 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𔕱
Let's gather in gratitude on behalf of confronting diapason, which echos within the historical context of Beethoven's music, as we arise in tandem to commemorate this momentous occasion. Our household's tale behaves like an orchestra: the vivacious and graceful notes of earlier ears weave into an idyllic mosaic. Masses has some sort of part to play across the sinfonietta of behavior, and we'll all add our own unforgettable touch to the score. In the coherence of devotion, fellowship, and whimsy, may we endeavor to nurture our household's sonata. As we raise our glasses in crackers, may the swell of happiness and giggles echo like the ageless splendor of Mozart's music. Kudos to our ancestors; @AtelierHill, @Calsearth, @heartedpaws, @TheGritner, @KinofGreesacht, @MoribundSyndics, @TemuGelanggang. who have written tracks that shall be treasured for awhile to come, like the wires of our own kin's symphonic.
𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀. 𑣿
᭧ .. 𝗘𝘂𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰 𝗩𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗣𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀: 𝗔 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𔕱
Let's gather in gratitude on behalf of confronting diapason, which echos within the historical context of Beethoven's music, as we arise in tandem to commemorate this momentous occasion. Our household's tale behaves like an orchestra: the vivacious and graceful notes of earlier ears weave into an idyllic mosaic. Masses has some sort of part to play across the sinfonietta of behavior, and we'll all add our own unforgettable touch to the score. In the coherence of devotion, fellowship, and whimsy, may we endeavor to nurture our household's sonata. As we raise our glasses in crackers, may the swell of happiness and giggles echo like the ageless splendor of Mozart's music. Kudos to our ancestors; @AtelierHill, @Calsearth, @heartedpaws, @TheGritner, @KinofGreesacht, @MoribundSyndics, @TemuGelanggang. who have written tracks that shall be treasured for awhile to come, like the wires of our own kin's symphonic.
𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀. 𑣿
Forwarded from SCALDEN FAMILY: The Heart Behind the Stethoscope. 🤍🩺
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┃ 🧑🏻⚕️🩺 Hearty felicitations from our family to yours on this remarkable and auspicious occasion! On this extraordinary day, we are honored to partake in your jubilation, and we fervently wish it brings forth a wealth of rapture, tranquility, and personal fulfillment, @TemuGelanggang, @KinofGreesacht, @TheGritner & @Calsearth! May your abode be suffused with affection, exuberance, and the fortitude nurtured by enduring bonds. Moreover, we extend our sincere hopes for continued affluence and unwavering health. May this celebration serve as a resonant reminder of the myriad blessings that adorn your journey, and may it usher in even greater accomplishments and realized ambitions. Here’s to innumerable days of celebration, serenity, and boundless joy as the future unfolds!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Yours Faithfully, ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨
ㅤ ㅤThe Doctors Familia, @TheScalden.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Yours Faithfully, ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨
ㅤ ㅤThe Doctors Familia, @TheScalden.
Forwarded from The Art Of Seretti: Timeless Charm
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTIMELESS SEASON'S CHÄRM
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ27th: Blessings for the Month's Bloom
Beneath the calm of shifting days where the air turns tender and light drapes itself in quiet gold, we gather to honour @KinofGreesacht, @calsearth & @TheGritner as this month drifts by with warmth and fond remembrance. The scent of tea and candle wax lingers through the hall a gentle promise that even as time moves our hearth remains.
Like pages of a well loved tale your presence lingers in every echo of laughter every gentle hush between heartbeats. Our household stands in grace, stitched together by comfort and constancy much like a light that never dims. Today we raise our cups in quiet celebration of your days: may they continue to unfold with serenity, courage, and charm.
With fond reverence,
@CasaSeretti.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ27th: Blessings for the Month's Bloom
Beneath the calm of shifting days where the air turns tender and light drapes itself in quiet gold, we gather to honour @KinofGreesacht, @calsearth & @TheGritner as this month drifts by with warmth and fond remembrance. The scent of tea and candle wax lingers through the hall a gentle promise that even as time moves our hearth remains.
Like pages of a well loved tale your presence lingers in every echo of laughter every gentle hush between heartbeats. Our household stands in grace, stitched together by comfort and constancy much like a light that never dims. Today we raise our cups in quiet celebration of your days: may they continue to unfold with serenity, courage, and charm.
With fond reverence,
@CasaSeretti.