On a breezy night, Steinwaldsโ Keonho and Mirthwoodโs Kya decided to just disappear into the city lights with no real plan at all. We spent the night wandering through the maze of skyscrapers, stopping for blurry candid shots and grabbing random late-night snacks whenever we got hungry. From laughing at small things on street corners to chilling by the water watching the reflections, everything felt so effortless. We ended the night with tired legs and full hearts, realizing that the best kind of date is the one where you just let the night pass naturally without forcing a thing! ๐ค
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.)
By this dayโs numeral, this letter is sent to consecrate the moment for those herein named, who stand today in their mensive hour. ใ ค๐ ๐
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Turned, leaf by leaf, as a storybook abundant with manifold tellings, are the warm and time-worn endowments of enchantment we gather as remembrance. Thus, set forth is this salutation, consecrated in intent and reserved in love, for: @Calsearth upon their marked and special day. May these words serve as a benediction rather than a greeting alone: to thicken the bonds already entwined, to beckon forthcoming recollections of deeper hue yet to be lived and lovingly kept, and to grace each ordinary day with inexhaustible regard and an ever-sustaining presence of careโso that what has been may endure, and what is yet to come may unfold with kindness, constancy, and light.
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ต๐ข๐ญ-๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด,
@HouseOfSteinwalds. ๐ฉถ๐ชฉ
By this dayโs numeral, this letter is sent to consecrate the moment for those herein named, who stand today in their mensive hour. ใ ค๐ ๐
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Turned, leaf by leaf, as a storybook abundant with manifold tellings, are the warm and time-worn endowments of enchantment we gather as remembrance. Thus, set forth is this salutation, consecrated in intent and reserved in love, for: @Calsearth upon their marked and special day. May these words serve as a benediction rather than a greeting alone: to thicken the bonds already entwined, to beckon forthcoming recollections of deeper hue yet to be lived and lovingly kept, and to grace each ordinary day with inexhaustible regard and an ever-sustaining presence of careโso that what has been may endure, and what is yet to come may unfold with kindness, constancy, and light.
๐๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ต๐ข๐ญ-๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด,
@HouseOfSteinwalds. ๐ฉถ๐ชฉ
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I am turning 15 years old today. It feels so unreal. I have my little birthday crown on my head๐๐ I am holding this really pretty cake. This is making me smile all the time. I keep thinking about how fast time's flying by. It feels like yesterday I was still a kid. Now I am already 15 years oldโผ๏ธ Sometimes I look at the cake, and sometimes I look at the camera. I just feel so thankful for my birthday cake and for everything and everyone, around me. My birthday is a special day and I am so happy to be turning 15 years old today.๐ซ๐ป It wasnโt about big parties or loud music, just simple moments, sweet smiles, and warm wishes that made my heart feel full ๐ฐ This 15th birthday will always stay in my heart as one of my sweetest memories โค๏ธ
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Forwarded from Sunlit Valleys of Altefiore: Under the Alpine Veil.
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ใ คใ คใ ค๐ ๐ข๐จ๐ก๐ง๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ก.
ใ คใ คใ ค๐ค (๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฌ: ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐)
Hey there, traveler. Can you hear it too? The quiet song of melting snow, the gentle hum of wildflowers waking up? Thatโs the call of spring in these mountains. If it stirs something inside you, maybe itโs time to come closer into our little haven. Here, the paths are open to:
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ PARENTS (1970โ1994)
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ AUNCLE (1995-1999)
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ SIBLINGS (2000โ2010)
Out here, we whisper the names of the ones who wander the hills with us, a quiet list youโll soon be a part of. If youโre ready to step into the meadow, hereโs the way you introduce yourself:
Speak it honestly, with a steady heart. Those who gather the most kindred spirits might even be chosen to stand as our next guide. Donโt wait too long. The snowโs melting and the flowers are already opening. Reach us through @AltefioreBot.
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ใ คใ คใ ค๐ ๐ข๐จ๐ก๐ง๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ก.
ใ คใ คใ ค๐ค (๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฌ: ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐)
Hey there, traveler. Can you hear it too? The quiet song of melting snow, the gentle hum of wildflowers waking up? Thatโs the call of spring in these mountains. If it stirs something inside you, maybe itโs time to come closer into our little haven. Here, the paths are open to:
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ PARENTS (1970โ1994)
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ AUNCLE (1995-1999)
ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ คโ SIBLINGS (2000โ2010)
Out here, we whisper the names of the ones who wander the hills with us, a quiet list youโll soon be a part of. If youโre ready to step into the meadow, hereโs the way you introduce yourself:
Gentle greetings, Altefiore! I, (Name + Username), feel called to walk these spring paths with you. The role I carry is (Parents/Auncle/Children) and I come as (Muse + Line). Iโm ready for any questions you have and to prove I belong here.Speak it honestly, with a steady heart. Those who gather the most kindred spirits might even be chosen to stand as our next guide. Donโt wait too long. The snowโs melting and the flowers are already opening. Reach us through @AltefioreBot.
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And i'm feeling... Red. โค๏ธ๐๐น๐๐ท๐ธ๐จ๐๐โฝ๏ธ๐ผ๐กโ๏ธโฐ๐ชซ๐งฏ๐ข๐งฐ๐งฒ๐งจ๐ช๐ฉธ๐๐ชญ๐งง๐ฎ๐๐โ๏ธโค๏ธโ๐ฉนโฃโค๏ธโ๐ฅ๐๐ด
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