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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: @zhouseason, @TheeRomanovna, @LeclairFamilie, and @Hoonelle. 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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Today felt simple but kind of perfect! A few quick selfies, walking up and down staircases that somehow felt cinematic, pausing at the warm lights on the wall. It’s Eyre’s Xinyu, Eyre’s Sangah and Eyre’s Sohyun spending our time together (again)~ Our table filled with laughter, glasses half-full, and conversations that felt heavier than the wine itself. Food that looked too pretty to touch but tasted even better. 🥘✨

Somewhere between snapping blurry photos and watching the city glow through the window, and yes, camera eats first, always. 📸🍽️🤍