“From The Ashes Of This Land”

                 ♜ Inviting All To Join.

The majestic gates, long shrouded in silence, shall swing wide tod; “Revealing a World of Destiny.” (&. Dreams of The Palace.) Where freedom reigns, yet respect remains the guiding light. In this land of dreams a celebration awaits, where opulence reigns in every shadow, inviting kindred spirits to join the tapestry of our nation—forever entwined in the magic of this moment. A new dawn will rise—as brave hearts gather to mend the shattered (&. dreams of the palace.)

We sure-enough to present it to join our austere carriage house. With this presence of First Generation Open Member. We stretched toward for:
‣ Parents (1989—1994)
‣ Old Charms (2000—2003)
‣ Middle Charms (2004—2006)
‣ Youngest Charms (2007—2008)

With heartfelt warmth, I extend my noble greetings to all the regal families who remain, standing strong amidst the echoes of battles and the scars of division in this magnificent kingdom. Give me the opportunity to join you and join the royal family as (Name, @Username & muse), who was born in (Year).

Previously, kindly check our taken-charms to make sure your charm is not marked. And hurl us your hearty  sentence through our bot, @MyldemoorBot.

Walking around Shanghai at night was really calm and nice✨🌃 I had my scarf on. The cold air was touching my face🧣 Shanghai at night is a place. I walked through the streets. Looked at all the city lights💡 Sometimes I stopped to take pictures 📸 of Shanghai. I held my snack and smiled quietly. Everything about Shanghai at night felt simple but special. It was not loud. Rushed in Shanghai. I felt peaceful and warm inside 🤍 It was, like a moment made only for me in Shanghai. That night reminded me to slow down, breathe, and enjoy where I am 🌙🧃, and I know I’ll always remember this sweet memory in Shanghai=]

The Steinwalds’ youngest went to the park last night. The boys played on the seesaw while listening to their own songs, and the girls… well, we don’t actually know where they were. Probably doing their own thing somewhere else. Something not fun obviously, or whatever.

Don’t Smile by Sabrina Carpenter, The Party by Portraitsof Tracy, cz by Mk.gee played quietly in our ears as we went up and down, late at night, a little childish in the best way. Just one of those moments that didn’t need much explaining.