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𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻(𝑬𝑹)-𝑨𝑴𝑶𝑼𝑹 (2nd.) ⛪️
ꫂ ၴႅၴ°.⋆༺ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔙𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔢.


Nothing here is an act of harm. It is preservation.
Do not trust an outline of a thing, what appears as
a snare is only an embrace that refuses to loosen.

ཐི ༒︎ ཋྀ

| Teeth, claws, fierce gazes:
| those all as barbaric
| as my devotion.

So you, monsters—anointed with claws and
hunger—tear apart what threatens, yet bow to
the fragile, gathering their souls against
your chest until warmth returns. 𓏲ּ𝄢


SAVE THE FESTIVE’s DATE:
13; 14; 15 February 2026. 🩷🩸

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Those now engaged in festivities can lay claim to this mounds of snow, which resulting from year’s-end blizzard, lie heaped in silence. ❄️

White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @LeBeaulieu, @SartreFamille, @Eeljes, @ALTEFIORE, @Luzveris, @LoreOfLourette, @HouseOfSteinwalds, @TheDominguez, turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad as morning. Let it not be forgotten: such days are the poetry of life, while you are its beloved verses.

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       (Daygather: Returns.) ❦
  IIㅡSeason’s Favour: Tabled in Quiet Bloom
   “..  Linen—Spun 16.” Reverie Accord.

The clock turns, like the slow pouring of sunlight over wooden floors. This day, carried in softened breath and cupboard warmth, we re-align with the season, marking not just our age, but the harvest of our being. Moments stitched from old laughter, early hours, and buttered quietude make up our shape. We are not sudden, we are brewed. The season remembers us in light, like a song hummed over dishes.

This page of the calendar bends gently in your favor. Let our breath settle into its place beneath summer rafters. We are here, once more, as we’ve always been—together, like a note in the familial key. In all ways that matter, cheers to our day, Swift's Keonho.

  Calendula Recurred /.. (Cupboard, Flare.)
     Restitched Beneath Apricene Rafters. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

                      
                                         EDICT, February, 14th.
              'Russian Dynasty, Romanovna Sister.

(GLORIFY PROSPERITY.)
Ginerva's magnanimous clairvoyance, dwells on reverence, a resplendent creature that makes increase day by day. The entire cosmos preserves and appreciates the quintessential of the birth of sacred beings into the terrene which's repeating its birth. With festivity, @TheeRomanovna pays tribute to the day awaited by Kaezaar Nikolovich, Kavien Montgolfier, Akito Diaz, Jeros Schroder, Andrew Samniont, Lucavon Leutwin, Sergei Etherhail, Kenny Greesacht, Jeros Schroder, Caelthwynn’s Keonho, Norbury’s Keonho, Bellinors’ Keonho, Shien’s Keonho, Swift’s Keonho, Scarvaine’s Keonho, Ignarev’s Keonho, Halton’s Keonho, Steinwalds’ Keonho, Geisler’s Keonho, Vansents’ Keonho, Rocheveil’s Keonho, Morthen’s Keonho, Wraitheight’s Keonho and entire Ahn Keonho’s portrayal under @VerseOfArtists’ shelter. Inloop a commendable grandeur, with eternal schoonheid will forever accompany your life and protect you from all terrible things. We're so happy to celebrate the special day you have been waiting for, we wish many prayers of grace for you, phyrric charm that disturbs the allegory.

SIGNATORY
𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓.
           

Those now engaged in festivities can lay claim to this mounds of snow, which resulting from year’s-end blizzard, lie heaped in silence. ❄️

White shrouds woven by the sky’s last weeping, blanketing the earth in winter’s final breath. Shall we sing a melody of Jolly treasures, through breezing wind and crisping balls. This is the timeless holiday, when happiness flows with the droplets of frosty ice and wine whilst men and women get intoxicated in the blasting company of others. A noble occasion like today possesses the charm of a monthly festivity accompanied by stubborn snow on corners of the street and courtyard—here to moment where euphoria unfold itself into the blast of fall slowly shivers from heart to tongue. On behalf of @HomeOfSwift melody choir, we congratulate the mentioned neighborhoods on their felicitations, @thesaltreign, @TeenBuds, @TheAescendants, @ningrounds, @RosierGateau, turn this moment into the best-colored canvas there is. May this celebration be adorned with smiles broad as morning. Let it not be forgotten: such days are the poetry of life, while you are its beloved verses.