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ㅤ   𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗬:
ㅤ   𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛.
ㅤ    𝐿𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝐷𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟, 𝟭𝟴𝟬𝟲 .. ꯱

In bygone chronicles whom sacredly interlaced into paradisean grandeur. Feathered ink bore witness to paradigmatic signatures whence maidens were born beneath holiness, while solemn decrees and devotional verses echoed through a hallowed sacred-palace of enrapturing civilisation. Inside uncounted writings, serenities was woven through time immemorial rebuilding what was once lost, seeking the long-lost contessa, complement to languished essece. Hither, those declare upon a scriptural oath to quest-after:

ㅤ   𖠁 • The Stille Pillar (1990-1995)
ㅤ   𖠁 • The Light Bearer (1996-1999)
ㅤ   𖠁 • The Peace Guardians (2000-2004)
ㅤ   𖠁 • The Veiled Tsarina (2005-2008)

Interlinked sentences within paradisaical phrases, unfolding in silver-toned tunes. Thence, anyone whom senses a resonance with this letter. Write and transcribe these oaths, consign amongst @HesserhineBot. Yet, placing a heed to behold around “EARMARKED-LIST” beforehand.

Grüezi, Hesserhine! With this oath, I present myself as (Muse, Line) before you. I am therefore including (@Username) as an inscription that I have fulfilled the prerequisite creeds. Danke!

‘Signatured In Vellum-Bound Chronicon.’
Diachronic Arcadia: @Hesserhine.

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ㅤ  ㅤ   A SUMMER ESCAPE
ㅤ  ㅤ  ㅤTHE SUNKISSED SHORELINE
ㅤ  ㅤ  ㅤA METEORIC TROPICAL TIDE
ㅤ  ㅤ   ㅤ  ㅤ   #BigWaveforKangle

ㅤThe lens clicks, freezing a sun-drenched
ㅤmemory on the shore. The ocean breeze
ㅤcarries a melody of celebration today.
ㅤWe are riding the highest summer waves
ㅤto honor a truly radiant soul.

ㅤ  ㅤ   ( ' Let the golden sand and the
ㅤ  ㅤ   clear blue horizon witness this
ㅤ  ㅤ   beautiful milestone. ' )
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ㅤPINK CLOUDS BREATHE
ㅤGUIDING YOU TOWARD KIIIVERSE.
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A ribbon of of peach-cream dawn just untied itself over @KiiiVerses, letting five soft vacancies float down like petals from a half-remembered dream. The city is calling its chosen dreamers again:

Jiyu Seo, Leesol Lee, Sui Lee, Haum Kwak, and Kya Park.

The universe left these seats warm for you 𖹭 tucked tiny clouds around them, and waited; peek at the glowing taken list, trace the notes kissed in rose-colored ink, then let the dream gently pull you home 🪽 ꣼ ׅ ۫

Trials melted into rose mist, now i just want your hand and the sleepy forever past the clouds! t.me/+iuj_VvvTgoU4MGU1 ꢾ𓍢ִ໋

If the dream chooses you too, a gentle morse-code wave will find you like a secret heartbeat under blankets, saying welcome home.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE SEARCH HAS BEGUN. 🔍
“Somewhere between the light and the dark, five silhouettes are waiting to be found.”

Tike Lunelia is calling for the ones who dare to step inside. Find the missing faces. Follow the signs. And perhaps, you’ll discover that the one being searched for... was you all along, @LuneliaBot.

📜 SEARCH:
Noh Yunah · Park Minju · Sakai Moka · Lee Wonhee · Hokazono Iroha

The hallway keeps getting longer. The lights keep flickering. And somehow, Me (Name &. Username) keeps appearing on the wall to force (Name Muse) for joining that gate. I already found my faces here. 

ㅤㅤㅤWILL YOU ENTER THE OTHER SIDE?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🗝️ @TIKELUNE’s ROOMS.
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Louis Wyrmharrow was already complaining before the camera came out. “Why do we only ever hang out on birthdays? Seriously, do we have any other mode?”
Keonho Cherrilane laughed, throwing up a peace sign beside them. “At least we still show up for each other’s birthdays broo.”

Meanwhile, Wonyoung Delaire was too busy enjoying her cake. She dabbed frosting from her cheek, tasted it, and nodded.
“Wow, this cake is actually really good.” She glanced at the flower on top. “And the flower is so pretty too. I almost feel bad eating it.”

Louis looked at her. “You said that five minutes ago.”
“And I’m saying it again,” She replied, taking another bite. “It’s my birthday. I’m allowed to review my own cake.”

Keonho laughed, unaware of what was coming. She glanced at him, then smiled innocently.

“Although…” she said, wiping frosting from her fingers, “I think the cake could use one more decoration.”
Keonho’s smile disappeared. “Don’t.”

Louis burst out laughing.
The camera flashed just in time.