Thank you for pulling up and spending the end of the year with us. This whole night was really just about opening our home, sharing the table, getting to know each other a bit more, and enjoying the moment without rushing anything. Nothing fancy, just good company, warm conversations, and a space that feels safe to be in. We hope this open house feels like a place you can come back to, not just tonight but moving forward. As we step into the new year, hereβs to more time together, more stories, and more moments that feel this easy. From our home to yours, happy new year ππ₯
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see you tomorrow, ceyis! don't forget to prepare your card for your beloved one
The Heritage of Cherrilane.
(II.) The General Card βοΈ
morning ceyis, jangan lupa ikut event day 2 kita hari ini! boleh kirim ke semua orang dan kirim sebanyak-banyaknya!
The Heritage of Cherrilane. via @MasterPoll_Bot
π To let go of everything this year, we are holding a special event to welcome the new year together. βCherrilane's Luminous Eve!β will be a bridge of communication between us and a shared celebration. π€ boleh tau fontnya apa gak ya buat yang general card?β¦
kalo masih ada yang dibingungin tanyain lagi yuk ceyis
prepare your card right now ceyis, we will open our bot at 2 PM
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€ CHERRILANE OPEN HOUSE TO SPEND NEW YEARβS EVE TOGETHER. (..&) Welcome to Cherrilane, A warm open house where time slows, doors stay open, and hearts gather gently at the edge of a new year. This space is created to hold what mattered the quiet joys,β¦
Warm greetings to our shining souls! As a new year begins, our New Yearβs Eve Session is now OPEN. Send your menfess through @ and share your hopes, gratitude, or quiet thoughts youβve been holding onto. Let them bloom softly as we step into new beginnings together.
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Mwatthew exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Shou Linth.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Shou Linth.
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @shityu exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @cshinnyu exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Deseruve exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
S.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @ENNVERSE exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
[EN-VERSE's Reinforced β₯οΈ]
Until the year finds its rhythm,
[EN-VERSE's Reinforced β₯οΈ]
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @kenshiw and @stellakwm exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @uURlEL and @skyylars exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Gaoin and @lixiangyiuan exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Nav.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didnβt demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Yeiries exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. ππ
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Malaki Riesjad
Until the year finds its rhythm,
Malaki Riesjad
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