Forwarded from [ MOVED ]
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(IN THE HEART OF THE ANCIENT CASTLE.) WHERE STONE WALLS ECHO WITH WHISPERS OF FORGOTTEN BATTLES. ♦️
Just like the legendary wyrm that fiercely guards its hoard, we too protect the invaluable connections we’ve forged, treasures of memories and dreams that grow richer with each passing moment. Our collective power is an unstoppable tempest, relentless and unbroken, a force that time or circumstance cannot diminish:
May this mensiversary ring out like the roar of a mythical serpent, reverberating the depth of our bond and the limitless potential that lies before us. Just as a colossal leviathan unfurls its wings to claim the heavens, our journey knows no bounds, and our tale is destined to be carved into the chronicles of eternity—an undying testament to the might of unity, determination, and limitless possibility.
(🐦🔥.) Genuine well-wishes, @HouseOfVermillion.
Just like the legendary wyrm that fiercely guards its hoard, we too protect the invaluable connections we’ve forged, treasures of memories and dreams that grow richer with each passing moment. Our collective power is an unstoppable tempest, relentless and unbroken, a force that time or circumstance cannot diminish:
@Ellvius @TheEdurne @Loudrios @RuhmerAhl @HouseOfLuthien @Ostendl @TheLachaise
May this mensiversary ring out like the roar of a mythical serpent, reverberating the depth of our bond and the limitless potential that lies before us. Just as a colossal leviathan unfurls its wings to claim the heavens, our journey knows no bounds, and our tale is destined to be carved into the chronicles of eternity—an undying testament to the might of unity, determination, and limitless possibility.
(🐦🔥.) Genuine well-wishes, @HouseOfVermillion.
Forwarded from Anarchy With The Lorths; Resist Until The End.
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(SHIELDS THE FLAME.) ◆
A city ruled by an oppressive regime crushes the spirit of its people under a rigid hierarchy. Yet, in the shadows, a defiant movement emerges—one fueled by a relentless desire to uphold justice. This group becomes a formidable threat to the authorities, refusing to bow to their control, @Schouvert @TheEdurne @Ellvius @Loudrios @RuhmerAhl @HouseOfLuthien & @Ostendl.
Through acts of daring sabotage and the powerful spread of resistance messages in art and music, they ignite a spark of rebellion that cannot be silenced. 🫀
Even as local authorities hunt them with relentless determination, the group’s clever strategies and fearless actions push them closer to their 1st victory. United by courage, creativity, and solidarity, they refuse to waver. In the face of overwhelming odds, they continue to grow stronger, thriving as a beacon of hope and resilience in the fight for freedom.
Keeps the mirth alive, @RogueLorth.
Forwarded from Of Tints and Homes: Greesacht Familia.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(18th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @HouseOfLuthien, @RuhmerAhl, @Ellvius, @Ostendl, @TheEdurne and @TheLachaise who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(18th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @HouseOfLuthien, @RuhmerAhl, @Ellvius, @Ostendl, @TheEdurne and @TheLachaise who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
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Filed under: The Wendissle Dossier 🔍
Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage
In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.
Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @TheEdurne, @GorstchFamilia, @Schouvert, @Ellvius, @TheFleurs, @HouseOfLuthien, @RuhmerAhl, @TheLachaise, a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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Filed under: The Wendissle Dossier 🔍
Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage
In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.
Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @TheEdurne, @GorstchFamilia, @Schouvert, @Ellvius, @TheFleurs, @HouseOfLuthien, @RuhmerAhl, @TheLachaise, a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.
Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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Just another day that feels quietly beautiful, walking through narrow streets, taking in the details of the city, a mix of noise and calm that somehow feels comforting. A simple meal, a bit of wandering, and moments that remind me how nice it is to slow down and simply exist. No rush, no pressure, just being present, letting the day unfold naturally. ♥
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Midday, Elfies. Since the day feels heavy and going harder, have you grab your snacks to lighten it up a bit?
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Harmony In The Forest, Ellvius.
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