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ㅤㅤ THROUGH. / THE. / GLOWING.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( Tuesday, 23 December 2025 )
Our journey began deep within an ancient forest, where the canopy of emerald leaves whispered tales long forgotten. Hidden beneath shade was a narrow path quiet, untouched, and waiting! At its end stood a glowing blue portal, (... 🪻) humming gently with the kind of magic that only hearts still enough to dream can feel.
Happy mensiversary our dwellers: @ZhouSeason @LeclairFamilie @Hoonelle We were strangers once, each carrying our own beginning. But stepping through that portal stitched our paths into a tale! One filled with quiet warmth, and the kind of belonging you don’t always find, but somehow found us. (Here’s to more moments, more pages, and more wonders yet to bloom.)
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ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( Tuesday, 23 December 2025 )
Our journey began deep within an ancient forest, where the canopy of emerald leaves whispered tales long forgotten. Hidden beneath shade was a narrow path quiet, untouched, and waiting! At its end stood a glowing blue portal, (... 🪻) humming gently with the kind of magic that only hearts still enough to dream can feel.
Happy mensiversary our dwellers: @ZhouSeason @LeclairFamilie @Hoonelle We were strangers once, each carrying our own beginning. But stepping through that portal stitched our paths into a tale! One filled with quiet warmth, and the kind of belonging you don’t always find, but somehow found us. (Here’s to more moments, more pages, and more wonders yet to bloom.)
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ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
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Forwarded from Dewmourne: Veil of Forgotten Wings
Last holiday felt like a soft pause from everything hectic, but with good noise mixed in. I’m Dewmourne’s Woonhak, stripes on, chilling between cables, shared meals, and laughs that slipped out between notes. “Play something,” I said half joking, half serious, while time blurred around us with ramen cups on the floor and music warming the room. No rush, no plans, just that slow holiday ease where hanging out feels enough.
Across from me, Luthien’s Sungho in brown picked up his guitar like it was second nature. “Alright, listen,” he smiled, and suddenly the space filled up. Strings humming, vibes locked in, friends just existing together. That kind of day where music carries the conversation, silence isn’t awkward, and you think, yeah, this is exactly how holidays should feel.
Across from me, Luthien’s Sungho in brown picked up his guitar like it was second nature. “Alright, listen,” he smiled, and suddenly the space filled up. Strings humming, vibes locked in, friends just existing together. That kind of day where music carries the conversation, silence isn’t awkward, and you think, yeah, this is exactly how holidays should feel.
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ethiens, how do i look? 👀
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House Of Luthien: Wonder Lie Beyond.
Good evening, Ethiens! Just a reminder to fill in your mutual data here (https://t.me/TheLuthienn/9) according to your mensive date. Thank you!
Please read and see if your house is on this list, Ethiens.
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ㅤ📔 THE HEFFLINS’ DIARY ENTRY #002
ㅤㅤOUR GATE’S OPEN (APPARENTLY).
So, the elders said we should “open the gate” and let more people in the family. And here we are, @TheHefflins are now accepting new members. Yeah, you heard that right, we’re expanding.
Here’s the lineup we came up with and somehow, it makes sense: Parents Figures (1980–1994), Aunty & Uncle Figures (1995–1999), Eldest Children (2000–2002), and Middle Children (2003–2005). You can peek through here to see our taken list tho! 👀
If you can survive a group chat that never sleeps, welcome hugs that come with sarcasm, and a family that laughs way too loud, The Hefflins want YOU. 💥
🏠 Gate’s open. Step in before someone locks it again.
ㅤ📔 THE HEFFLINS’ DIARY ENTRY #002
ㅤㅤOUR GATE’S OPEN (APPARENTLY).
So, the elders said we should “open the gate” and let more people in the family. And here we are, @TheHefflins are now accepting new members. Yeah, you heard that right, we’re expanding.
Here’s the lineup we came up with and somehow, it makes sense: Parents Figures (1980–1994), Aunty & Uncle Figures (1995–1999), Eldest Children (2000–2002), and Middle Children (2003–2005). You can peek through here to see our taken list tho! 👀
Dear The Hefflins, it’s me, (your name), using (your muse + line). I was just minding my own business when I spotted your post-it note on the neighbor’s wall. Congratulations, you’ve got yourself another troublemaker. 👊🏻
Send this through @HefflinsRobot. 📬
If you can survive a group chat that never sleeps, welcome hugs that come with sarcasm, and a family that laughs way too loud, The Hefflins want YOU. 💥
🏠 Gate’s open. Step in before someone locks it again.
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On Sundays, I Luthien's Keonho accompany my father to town I ride in a special horse-drawn carriage and sit in the front. I sit next to the coachman who is working. I Zachruelle's Keonho drive the horse so it goes smoothly. Tuk tik tak tik tuk tik tak tik tak tik tak tik tak
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Tuk tik tak tik tuk tik tak, the sound of horse hooves. Tuk tik tak tik tuk tik tak tik tak tik tak Tuk tik tak tik tuk tik tak, the sound of horse hooves. I have five balloons Various colors Green, yellow, and gray Pink and blue The green balloon burst, bang!My heart is in turmoil I only have four balloons left I hold them tightly