House Of Steinwalds: The Road That Leads to Home.
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โ€œThere is no place, like home.โ€ As I clicked my ruby slippers, i intended to speak and repeat until i found home. / ๐Ÿฐ๐ŸŒช๏ธ๐Ÿช„+.*โ—‹หš.โ€ข
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…ค
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…ค(๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฟ.)
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…ค
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On a breezy night, Steinwaldsโ€™ Keonho and Mirthwoodโ€™s 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! ๐Ÿ–ค
๐Ÿ’˜4โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ2๐Ÿ†2๐Ÿ‘€2๐Ÿฆ„2๐Ÿ”ฅ1๐Ÿ‘1๐Ÿค”1๐Ÿ˜1๐Ÿณ1๐Ÿ“1
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(๐Ž๐… ๐ƒ๐€๐˜๐’ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„๐ƒ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐’ ๐–๐Ž๐•๐„๐.)
By this dayโ€™s numeral, this letter is sent to consecrate the moment for those herein named, who stand today in their mensive hour. ใ…ค๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽŸ
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คโ€ขใ…คโ€ขใ…คโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…ค\

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 careโ€”so that what has been may endure, and what is yet to come may unfold with kindness, constancy, and light.


๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ-๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด,
@HouseOfSteinwalds. ๐Ÿฉถ๐Ÿชฉ
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sfs dapet ye-on steinwalds
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I am turning 15 years old today. It feels so unreal. I have my little birthday crown on my head๐Ÿ‘‘๐ŸŒ€ 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 oldโ€ผ๏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.๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿป It wasnโ€™t about big parties or loud music, just simple moments, sweet smiles, and warm wishes that made my heart feel full ๐Ÿฐ This 15th birthday will always stay in my heart as one of my sweetest memories โค๏ธ
๐Ÿ’˜7โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ5๐ŸŽ„4๐Ÿ”ฅ3โ˜ƒ2โšก2๐Ÿฅฐ2๐Ÿ‘2๐Ÿ“2๐Ÿฆ„2โค1
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ใ…คใ…ค
ใ…คใ…คใ…ค๐— ๐—ข๐—จ๐—ก๐—ง๐—”๐—œ๐—ก ๐—›๐—”๐—ฉ๐—˜๐—ก.
ใ…คใ…คใ…ค๐–ค (๐—”๐—–๐—–๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ฆ ๐—ž๐—˜๐—ฌ: ๐—™๐—Ÿ๐—ข๐—ฅ๐—”๐—Ÿ)

Hey there, traveler. Can you hear it too? The quiet song of melting snow, the gentle hum of wildflowers waking up? Thatโ€™s the call of spring in these mountains. If it stirs something inside you, maybe itโ€™s time to come closer into our little haven. Here, the paths are open to:
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คโ”‚ PARENTS (1970โ€”1994)
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คโ”‚ AUNCLE (1995-1999)
ใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คใ…คโ”‚ SIBLINGS (2000โ€”2010)

Out here, we whisper the names of the ones who wander the hills with us, a quiet list youโ€™ll soon be a part of. If youโ€™re ready to step into the meadow, hereโ€™s 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). Iโ€™m 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. Donโ€™t wait too long. The snowโ€™s melting and the flowers are already opening. Reach us through @AltefioreBot.
ใ…คใ…ค
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And i'm feeling... Red. โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’‹๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš’โ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ผ๐ŸŽกโ˜Ž๏ธโฐ๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›ข๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿฉธ๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿชญ๐Ÿงง๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโฃโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ”ด
โคโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ8โค5๐Ÿ’ฏ5๐ŸŽ…5๐Ÿคฌ2๐Ÿ“2๐Ÿ’‹2๐Ÿฅฐ1