Forwarded from The Couture House of LΓ©clair.
in a path bathed in sunlight and a gentle breeze, LΓ©clair's Stella, Cherrilane's Yujin, Cherrilane's Shinyu, and Cherrilane's Gunwook transformed the park into our own little playground. the benches became thrones, the ducks became front-row spectators, and every shady corner felt like a secret place. we exchanged jokes louder than the cicadas, chasing the afternoon light like kids on summer vacation, and let the day fold into pockets of laughter. every step felt a little lighter, every laugh a little brighter, as if the whole park decided to play along with us. a little lost, a lot of laughter, and memories scattered under the trees, perfectly fitting to be ours. πΌπΏ
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someone call barbie, i stole her outfit x3
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Forwarded from Wyrmharrow; The Aureate Affliction of the Lunar Scion.
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β β β β β β βΆ. THE HOWLING CROWN
β β between 1980-1995
β β β β β β βΆ. THE DUSKBLADE REGENT
β β between 1996-1998
β β β β β β βΆ. THE WARG HEIR
β β between 1999-2002
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β β β πΊ THROUGH THE DENSE THICKETS
β β β A SYMPHONY OF HOWL RESONATES ββ π«
β£ . . A timeless call riseth from the gold-eyed guardians of twilight, noble beings hallowed by the Moonβs gentle blessing, who wander forth in solemn grace seeking the tender shapes of Sire and Dame, the steadfast arms of Uncle and Aunt, and the guiding light of the Elder Sibling whose wisdom shineth as dawn upon the darkened vale; and lo, their dusken howls ascend unto the firmament, a hymn of longing and remembrance, yearning not for dominion but for hearth and kin, where blood and bond are twined as roots beneath the ancient oak, till at last they find the family writ for them by fate beneath the eternal watch of twilight's silver flame.
β β β β β β βΆ. THE HOWLING CROWN
β β between 1980-1995
β β β β β β βΆ. THE DUSKBLADE REGENT
β β between 1996-1998
β β β β β β βΆ. THE WARG HEIR
β β between 1999-2002
Wandering through the emerald expanse, they stray βneath ancient boughs and oβer meandering streams, ascending rugged hills and shadowed crags, in search of kindred souls with whom to share both mirth and dole. The forest, in hushed breath, whispereth timeless tales of unity and fate, bidding them press onward upon their sacred quest for bond and belonging. Yet the hand of the muse remaineth veiled, her name unspoken, her countenance hidden, that mystery may ever guide their steps beneath the silent watch of the Moon. Hearken, ye who feel the stir of the Moonβs call within thy breast. If thou wouldst seek thy place amidst the kin of twilight and prove thy worth as child of the wolf, then step forth without fear. Enter the sacred hall prepared for the choosing, wherein thy spirit shall be weighed and thy courage known. Follow the path through this gate β {nd be reckon'd among those who dare to claim the blood and bond of the Wolfkind}
γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ € Duskveil Horizon,
γ €γ € γ €γ €γ €γ €γ €γ € @TheWyrmharrow
ceyis liat aku sama ce leesol tiktokan!
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Good Morning, Ceyis! Pagi ini dd mau olahraga, siapa yang mau ikut?
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