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BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(18, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @HouseOfLuthien &. @TheEdurne. May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
BENEATH THE HUSH OF EVERGREEN GLADES AND DUSKED PETALS OF FORGOTTEN SPELLS.
MYTH. / MOURN. / MEMORY.
(18, for the Wishes) πͺ½ ΰ«α Λ ΰ₯±
In the midst of the violet-hued canopy, where once-forgotten wings brush the dusk, lies a cradle of reveries. Place where myths breathe again, and lost names return in shimmered echo. Season graced in thunderous heartbeat of unity. Through realms bound by trust and star-forged vows, the ache of mourning turns to melody.
Family reborn constellation, keepsake a moment threaded in gentle rebellion: @HouseOfLuthien &. @TheEdurne. May your wings mend and soar in eternityβs favor, in bonds unbroken and skies unclouded forevermore.
Where fairies slumber,
@Dewmourne bleed stardust.
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Forwarded from CASTLE OF ERYNDOR: Threads of The Shadow.
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The air hums with ancient magic rich with pine, earth, and whispers carried by the wind. The forests stir like living sentinels, and wildflowers bloom in colors touched by secrets older than Ravka itself. βοΈ βοΈ
β± π β± A summons now rises across the land a call to gather within the gilded walls of the Little Palace, where the Second Army prepares to strengthen its ranks once more.
βοΈ1980β1993 for General Figure
βοΈ1994β1999 for Frontline Grisha
βοΈ2000β2010 for Newly Awakened Grisha Recruits
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π’π£π¦π€ Every Grisha steps into the Little Palace carrying a power uniquely their own. If you feel the pull of destiny, deliver your letter through @Eryndors, sealed with the oath below:
γ €γ €γ €γ €by the blessing of the Saints,
γ €γ €γ €γ € @CastleOfEryndor
γ €γ €BY THE SMALL SCIENCE ITSELF βοΈ
γ €γ €We're seeking new Grisha recruits,
γ €γ €those willing to step forward
γ €γ €and claim the power that calls to them.
The air hums with ancient magic rich with pine, earth, and whispers carried by the wind. The forests stir like living sentinels, and wildflowers bloom in colors touched by secrets older than Ravka itself. βοΈ βοΈ
β± π β± A summons now rises across the land a call to gather within the gilded walls of the Little Palace, where the Second Army prepares to strengthen its ranks once more.
βοΈ1980β1993 for General Figure
βοΈ1994β1999 for Frontline Grisha
βοΈ2000β2010 for Newly Awakened Grisha Recruits
γ €γ €γ €γ € (taken-list available) βοΈ
π’π£π¦π€ Every Grisha steps into the Little Palace carrying a power uniquely their own. If you feel the pull of destiny, deliver your letter through @Eryndors, sealed with the oath below:
Within the hush of the ancient Ravkan woods, I, (name + username), bearing the likeness of (muse + line), present myself to the Second Army as (your role in the family). I pledge my power, my discipline, and my path to the Little Palace, ready to face the wonders and trials that await those who answer destinyβs call.
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Salam sama rambut baru.
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Dewmourne's Shinyu, Dewmourne's Carmen and Lumenheirs's Anton went out because none of us wanted to spend another day indoors. The original plan was simple, grab something to eat, walk around for a bit, then head home. Somehow that plan disappeared the moment we started wandering through the market. Every few minutes we'd stop to check random accessories, souvenirs or anything that caught our attention. We kept saying, "okay, this is the last thing we're buying," before another food stall made us change our minds. By the time we finally sat down, we had way more food than expected, but somehow spent more time talking and laughing than actually eating.
After that, we walked around with no destination, stopping whenever we found a nice view or somewhere worth taking pictures. None of us noticed how much time had passed until the sky started getting darker. We eventually headed home with tired feet, full stomachs and a gallery full of random moments that somehow made the whole day feel even better.
After that, we walked around with no destination, stopping whenever we found a nice view or somewhere worth taking pictures. None of us noticed how much time had passed until the sky started getting darker. We eventually headed home with tired feet, full stomachs and a gallery full of random moments that somehow made the whole day feel even better.
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