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Forwarded from THE BOYZ VILLAGE.
ㅤsilhoutte: 🩻⠲ㅤvol. 1998
(architecture of the unkempt)
\
ㅤas the traffic lights bleed red and gold
across his face, he finds a solitary bench.
░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░
he doesn’t belong to the polished glass towers or the hurried suits; he belongs to the grit, the late-night diners, and the echoes between buildings.
/ 럭비; 11 faint white lines across
his knuckles, trophies
of a physical life. ⓘ .. 🏈
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ㅤㅤ THROUGH. / THE. / GLOWING.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( January, 15th )
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: @TheWilkins, @GhostOfMorthen, @HeartSteallar, @Roesjad. 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.)
ㅤ
ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤBLUE-GATE.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ( January, 15th )
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: @TheWilkins, @GhostOfMorthen, @HeartSteallar, @Roesjad. 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.)
ㅤ
ㅤWith stardust beneath stories in hand
ㅤfrom your roaming soul, @HouseOfLuthien. 🗝️
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Forwarded from TWIENBON.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
& “.. 𖣂 : ”E$C∆PE ?¿ ( *
“My Voices?” Your guide.
TAKE A BREATH 🫀. You can see the light now, the darkness vanish into void. In this case, if you can distinguish between love and desire, do you determine who you are, actually...
CHOOSE NOW, Ꮠ #TheSinVanish
WHERE THE KNIFE WILL TURN.🔪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
& “.. 𖣂 : ”
“My Voices?” Your guide.
TAKE A BREATH 🫀. You can see the light now, the darkness vanish into void. In this case, if you can distinguish between love and desire, do you determine who you are, actually...
CHOOSE NOW, Ꮠ #TheSinVanish
WHERE THE KNIFE WILL TURN.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from WYRMHARROW: The Moonwrought Lineage.
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙈𝙉𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙎𝙇𝙀𝙐𝙏𝙃:
ㅤㅤGOLD EYED, TEETH BARED,
ㅤㅤAN ODDLY SANCTIFIED SOUL,
ㅤㅤ(#HowlOfWyrmharrow) 𖦏
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ /
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEngraved herein, the sacred
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤantecedent, under the tect
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmeadow. Hark their strident
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhowl and the virile adhesion
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤingrained in their hale blood.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙈𝙉𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙎𝙇𝙀𝙐𝙏𝙃:
ㅤㅤGOLD EYED, TEETH BARED,
ㅤㅤAN ODDLY SANCTIFIED SOUL,
ㅤㅤ(#HowlOfWyrmharrow) 𖦏
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ /
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEngraved herein, the sacred
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤantecedent, under the tect
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmeadow. Hark their strident
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhowl and the virile adhesion
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤingrained in their hale blood.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
(ETERNAL TWILIGHT.) 🪝ㅤㅤ
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