HOUSE OF EYRE: FROM ASH TO ALEXANDRIA
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(ENG.) The @EyreFamily, what’s left when mercy rots. Shadows that walking with memories and silence, we wear them like scars.


Between the silence of the dead and the screams of the dying, we endure by @Eyrerobot x @Eyresfsbot (for mutual)
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Forwarded from CORTIS #WhatYouWant.

ㅤ 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 ▰▱▰▱ ⭐️
ㅤ𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐅𝐚ç𝐚𝐝𝐞: 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐔𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐥
ㅤ𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
ㅤ𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞.

ㅤㅤ Contrived Turmoil Insignia
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🔄 • • • 🝍
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Effectuated 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Incoming 18 August 2025


ㅤㅤ Exhilaration engraded prominence
ㅤㅤand elicited pioneering of unsought
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ kerfuffle excursion.


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           THE NIGHTERTALE SORGHUM
       (20—24: Foreseen Presence at 3AM.)

  Oh, bury  your visage  in worry.  Something
  grievous will hunt its craved place to carry.
  Moreover  with  plausible  preparation,  no
  flint could thwart this mandate. Don’t pray
  for  idyllic slumber  nor  amped mare, they
  will be poured with the phantom of an owl
  instead. To  fright  the gloom of  dusklight,
  you  don’t have  a cave to  hide in,  do you?
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                    SPARKS RISE FROM RUIN:
                     SALUTATIONS LETTER. 𖥠

The world has collapsed into shadow. Joy is a memory, and trust has turned to ash. Yet even here, in the silence after the storm, we speak, not to comfort, but to remind: something still breathes beneath the rubble. A FLICKER &. PULSE. A stubborn will to endure. Those we hold close: @RuhmerAhl, @TheEdurne, @Ellvius, @Schouvert, @HouseOfLuthien, @Ostendl. Even as the sky darkens and hope seems like a cruel illusion, don’t let it die completely. Let it hurt, let it tremble, but let it live. For in every ruin, there remains a story. All for night, all for the consequences.

“And if it lives, so do we!” ── So rise, even if it’s only to crawl. Love, even if all you have left is ashes. For in that defiance, there is still a future waiting to be reclaimed.

We were here,
@HOUSEOFEYRE.
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