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β»οΈ Summerβs here, and so here is my family @HouseOfEtherhail ft #ScoopsOfJoy sun-soaked laughs, barefoot talks, and a house that feels like vacation every day.
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β»οΈ Summerβs here, and so here is my family @HouseOfEtherhail ft #ScoopsOfJoy sun-soaked laughs, barefoot talks, and a house that feels like vacation every day.
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Forwarded from Sunrise on the Reaping: The Runeshard Household πΉ
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Some nights just feel stitched together from stray pieces, I, Runeshard's Taehyun, with my friends Etherhail's Sunghoon, Etherhail's Heeseung, Crimson's Myungjae, Zachruelle's Rei, Luthien's Jeemin, Vermillion's Bamby and Mertzlan's Yushi, Streetlights flickering, cheap snacks in our hands, shoes dragging on cracked sidewalks. We didnβt map it out, we just drifted where our laughs took us, picking tiny things to carry home while the city hummed along with us.
Every time we stopped, we found another reason to stay leaning on railings, snapping blurry photos, talking about everything and nothing under neon signs. #JJonRepeat #WeLoveJedagJedug #LoveFamily π
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Tonight, I, Etherhail's Jay, and my girl, RΓΌhmerβs Giselle, didn't plan much. We just wanted to chill and take some pics in a photobox for fun. We found a photobox with a basketball theme, and I immediately invited her to join me. Five minutes before the photo session, I found a cute accessoryβa real basketball. She just stood there, silent, and wondered why I was taking the basketball so seriously. So thatβs where we posed like a cute couple. After that, she had the idea of taking a photo of the photobox picture in her jeans pocket. I was confused, but it turned out really well. πΈ
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Forwarded from Chronicles.
Tonight, Leclair's Heeseung and Edenearth's Jungwon battle over the last spicy chicken skewer while Geisler's Yeji backflips into Gritner's Ryujin's impromptu dance challenge. Nearby, Etherhail's Jun keeps teleporting street food into people's bags as Calsearth's Haum hacks a digital billboard to display embarrassing childhood photos, except Chronicles's Dawit who remains mysteriously unphotographed :). Diaz's Wonyoung convinces half the group they're filming a drama, while Schouvert's Gaeul and Chronicles' Seeun steal everyone's shoes.
Leclair's Sunghoon gets trapped in a cursed photobooth with Chyson's Jeongwoo as Chronicles' Karina documents the chaos. Eyre's Woochan freestyles eerily accurate predictions while Runeshard's Sarang wins every arcade game without trying. Geisler's Dohoon builds a jacket throne as Edenearth's Megan calculates the statistical improbability of this night just before Chronicles' Seunghan accidentally summons a rain of glow sticks from another dimension. And the other side, Chroniclesβ Minju and Chroniclesβ Rei suddenly pull out their phones, back-to-back, launching into a spontaneous TikTok battle.
Tonight is our own little universe. Where every laugh, every glance, and every impossible moment becomes a memory we'll keep forever.
Leclair's Sunghoon gets trapped in a cursed photobooth with Chyson's Jeongwoo as Chronicles' Karina documents the chaos. Eyre's Woochan freestyles eerily accurate predictions while Runeshard's Sarang wins every arcade game without trying. Geisler's Dohoon builds a jacket throne as Edenearth's Megan calculates the statistical improbability of this night just before Chronicles' Seunghan accidentally summons a rain of glow sticks from another dimension. And the other side, Chroniclesβ Minju and Chroniclesβ Rei suddenly pull out their phones, back-to-back, launching into a spontaneous TikTok battle.
Tonight is our own little universe. Where every laugh, every glance, and every impossible moment becomes a memory we'll keep forever.
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Forwarded from Ancestry of Maisonette, Myldemoor Familia.
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In forgotten hollow of waking earth where the firmament weeps morning gold and breathes a lull of mist through bramblewood, world reclines in its most hallowed quietude. The air, tinctured with damp pine and the ghost of woodsmoke holds its breath and the light lingers gently upon moss-cloaked stones and gossamer webs spun betwixt thorn and thyme. Time in this gentle hour lingers like an old friend at the threshold unrushed benevolent and veiled in nostalgia. Beneath eaves of an ivy-draped cottage where roof-thatch bears silver tears of dawn, stillness weaves itself into every beam every spindle of lace fluttering at the windowpane. Hearth though long since cooled remembers flame the kettle though emptied, remembers song. For names long whispered into twilight now echo beneath the arching boughs.
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@MyldemoorBot, For somewhere beyond the hush and heather beyond the veil of morningβs lace await those whose names are etched not in stone, but in the softest places of the heart.
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In forgotten hollow of waking earth where the firmament weeps morning gold and breathes a lull of mist through bramblewood, world reclines in its most hallowed quietude. The air, tinctured with damp pine and the ghost of woodsmoke holds its breath and the light lingers gently upon moss-cloaked stones and gossamer webs spun betwixt thorn and thyme. Time in this gentle hour lingers like an old friend at the threshold unrushed benevolent and veiled in nostalgia. Beneath eaves of an ivy-draped cottage where roof-thatch bears silver tears of dawn, stillness weaves itself into every beam every spindle of lace fluttering at the windowpane. Hearth though long since cooled remembers flame the kettle though emptied, remembers song. For names long whispered into twilight now echo beneath the arching boughs.
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I, (Name), hereby step into the woven bloodline of (Father / Aunt / Uncle / Siblings), under the sigil and first scribed in (Muse and Line Muse). Let this stand as quiet testament that intuition walks before inheritance, and the chosen form reflects clarity and quiet resolve.
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