Ignis Household: Cyle Lumbre of Liberty.
I was bored and planning to stroll around the night town. Thanks to Dylan for taking this photo, somehow he took the photo without my instructions for my pose and angle. But okay, that was fun. I'm looking forward to spending another night with my family.
here’s from my point of view!!! we take turns taking pictures of each other but i really cant trust ko jnaah because why did he captured me when im posing like that.. but we have a lot of fun tgt and koko bought me a lot of snacks for our family movie night :3
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Forwarded from ˖ ࣪ 𓊆 ILL–CLASS；Le Voyage de Kiddie Tike .. ౨ৎ
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the chime resounds like a lullaby stitched from stars, while the soft patter of footsteps stirs a reverie of wonder and wistful delight. the air shimmers with euphoric hush, as if the universe itself is exhaling a pastel sigh.
yet, too many velvet corners remain untouched—empty echoes where mirth should linger. we long for more radiant souls to gather, to paint this phantasmic realm with warmth and whimsy.
ㅤㅤㅤ 📄 [ kiddie’s doorway. ] 𓂃 ··♡
here to illuminate the hush and if you're dreaming of a specific visage (mid–love) and excuse who held a first moved. “a sounding to heart, the button is going to start with lovely invitation. i, as illit portrayers will join the invitation party on a dreamland.” don't forget to glimpse the celestial roster here: our kiddies woman!📓
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the chime resounds like a lullaby stitched from stars, while the soft patter of footsteps stirs a reverie of wonder and wistful delight. the air shimmers with euphoric hush, as if the universe itself is exhaling a pastel sigh.
yet, too many velvet corners remain untouched—empty echoes where mirth should linger. we long for more radiant souls to gather, to paint this phantasmic realm with warmth and whimsy.
ㅤㅤㅤ 📄 [ kiddie’s doorway. ] 𓂃 ··♡
here to illuminate the hush and if you're dreaming of a specific visage (mid–love) and excuse who held a first moved. “a sounding to heart, the button is going to start with lovely invitation. i, as illit portrayers will join the invitation party on a dreamland.” don't forget to glimpse the celestial roster here: our kiddies woman!📓
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @TheLichtheim. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @TheLichtheim. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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Forwarded from WALST: CORE.DRIFT.EXE
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INCOMING SIGNAL... / SOURCE: UNKNOWN. / DECODING... ███ 37%... 68%... COMPLETE.
PURPOSE: Locate familial constructs beyond biological origin. Parameters Unstable: Traditional ties severed, ancestral signals lost in drift. (Recalibrating Definition: FAMILY.) Directive Override: Initiate connection-seek protocol. STATUS: Signal loops every 25.5 seconds. GRIP INDEX: New family forming.
[BEGIN MESSAGE.]
This is not home, but it feels remembered. We stopped searching for where we came from and began looking for 2000-2009 rule who we were meant to meet.
Drift patterns aligned. Coordinates unstable. Still, we gather. Lost frequency. Reassembled. You are not alone in the drift. You never were. Return sequence unlocked. @THEWALSTBOT is open.
[END TRANSMISSION.]
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INCOMING SIGNAL... / SOURCE: UNKNOWN. / DECODING... ███ 37%... 68%... COMPLETE.
PURPOSE: Locate familial constructs beyond biological origin. Parameters Unstable: Traditional ties severed, ancestral signals lost in drift. (Recalibrating Definition: FAMILY.) Directive Override: Initiate connection-seek protocol. STATUS: Signal loops every 25.5 seconds. GRIP INDEX: New family forming.
[BEGIN MESSAGE.]
This is not home, but it feels remembered. We stopped searching for where we came from and began looking for 2000-2009 rule who we were meant to meet.
Salutations, Walst! With stellar fervor, I yearn to embark alongside thee on a voyage across the vast cosmos! I go by the designation (Your name + @) and presently navigate the stars in the form of (Your muse). I await thy transmission with great anticipation—ready to explore the unknown galaxies with thee. My sincerest gratitude for this celestial opportunity.Drift patterns aligned. Coordinates unstable. Still, we gather. Lost frequency. Reassembled. You are not alone in the drift. You never were. Return sequence unlocked. @THEWALSTBOT is open.
[END TRANSMISSION.]
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IGNIS’S ARCHIVE
Here, The Eternal Pyre—A hallowed rift where the brute sorrow spun like a spear. Before the month stirred, before the tome clawed free. The stillness was a dirge, a little scribe to the phoenix’s wrath, and the flare that would tear those nights apart.
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @StarryofVincent & @FrasierCane. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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(Contê of Corpsbunch.) ✱ Where silvern attire wreathe heavens’ cloistered arise and be on the cards, relation stood for. In angelic sough, we remember kind–hearted path of @StarryofVincent & @FrasierCane. Essence whose sneer revues memoire ’s woodland, and lightens dimly eventide. Beyond the unsteady sluices of leavens imparts and cloud, being remnants, a life reach continual cruise. Let them asterisms divan path, creative with doughy psalms so to speak foremost. Hence, we whoop it up, in wefted tale and heart ’s reserved hymns, balls of intercourse that bonds realm and aim—— Thus, from early recaps to latest flows, we address down our craves.
How ’bout we pile up dawnin’ not merely in ecstasy command. May our convulsions be eastertime carillon and our quietude, bountiful soil. For in e’ery low tones of aegis and benign mist, we find most unfirm / MOONS OATH: We are never solus.
Warmly, from our warm-hearted,
@EternityOfIgnis.
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