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Forwarded from Family of Velthrone; The Conjurer's Ancestry
A little too late to back home and call it an evening, but Diaz's Sion, Velthrone's Pharita, and Halton's Hanbin were lost in the kind of joy that feels almost cinematic. Bellies full, hearts lighter, the night air wrapping around them like a secret. City lights flickering below, chaos and charm all tangled together. They took turns to capturing each other; soft smiles, stolen glances, the kind of moments you don’t pose for. Oh, to feel alive in a city that never stops dreaming. 🌃
🔥5❤4❤🔥3🆒2
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just a lil dump from the comeback stages. coba tebak, outfit mana yang aku pake waktu koko jooyeon ngejek aku nangis di stage lol
❤🔥5🥰4💋3💘3❤2🔥2🤩2😍2💯1🏆1🍓1
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Black File #07-ADX | Operation: Everbound Coordinates locked.
The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.
Today, @MaisonDeMonroe, @EXILEROLE and @AmphitriteCosmic reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.
Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.
Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.
The vehicle hums beneath them—steady, relentless. Laughter filters through the static of the open road. Every turn, every detour, another coded entry in their shared mission log.
Today, @MaisonDeMonroe, @EXILEROLE and @AmphitriteCosmic reaches a classified milestone. Their bond? Deep-rooted. Unbreakable. Like old trees that whisper secrets to the wind. Nature watches. The wind listens. Even the birds adjust their flight.
Fuelled by something no system can track—connection, grit, and the refusal to fold.
They roll forward. One road. One rhythm. One purpose.
Guardamos—Protegemos,
Casa de Diaz.
❤3
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