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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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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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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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Forwarded from Home of Swift: Hymn-weaver of Times.
하지마 trend with Swift's EJ ( •̀ з•́) and Eyre's Yuma (^•𖥦•^)
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Forwarded from Tale of Hathaway : A Waltz of Crowns
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃
ㅤㅤㅤ🌧️ 🌧️ 🌧️ 🌧️ 🕯 🌧️ 🌧️ 🌧️ 🌧️
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞.
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐄𝐱𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐦.
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Schadenfreude Saturnine Waltzed Innards The Prominence Scriptures Imparted Aeternum Elicited Juncture of Junoesque Mishpocha.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃
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ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞.
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐄𝐱𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐦.
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Munificence Lagniappe:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHathaway Famille. ⟡ Schadenfreude Saturnine Waltzed Innards The Prominence Scriptures Imparted Aeternum Elicited Juncture of Junoesque Mishpocha.
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