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𝓞𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮: Wrapped The Winter Together ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ  𝐀𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 @Calsearth 🎄


ㅤ  ☃️🧣 The season arrives quietly,
ㅤ  carrying moments that ask to be
ㅤ          felt rather than named.
ㅤㅤㅤ         . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

𝑇ime seems to soften in that softness certain thoughts begin to surface without urgency. Between the closing of one year and the hesitant opening of another, there is a brief stillness where words can exist without expectation.

This is a space shaped by calm nights and gentle reflections, where warmth does not demand attention and meaning lingers in the smallest pauses.

ㅤㅤㅤ       𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎–𝟐𝟏 🎅🏻
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞
ㅤ  𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧.
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THE LONGFIELDS HERALD ♘
Proclamation Of The Kinship
'& Our Foremost Open Gates.

From the highest pastures on Loughrey's estate. Afore, be known across the asylum and evergreen meadows, family is not always bound by the blood that courses through one’s veins, but also by the reins that held in warm hands and the breath that shared with steeds at dawn. Loyalty etch deep in hoofprints of our hearts. The illimitable champaigns for us makes matutinal nebulosity grasp the sward at daybreak and equine across the hilly topographies, our kin convenes—not by hereditary entitlement, but by elective horses. Our gates are not opened often. But today, the wind turns and the banners rise. And so, we say: “Come Forth!”

Cordial salute! I, (Username), feel drawn forth by the vinculum that connects as (Your Muse & Line). I present myself with deference to this house. I seek the station of (Father/Mother/Uncle/Aunty/Oldest/Middles/Youngest.) in this propinquitous lineage. Permit me retain at your portals and await your response.

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Priorly, you must conduct comprehensive perusal of our histories and taken list to discern if our ethos and methods accord with your own. Should you choose to join with us, please convey your assent through @LoughreyRobot: (Signed | Charity.)
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Chaotic and heartwarming scene! It sounds like the ultimate 04'z sleepover. arrived at Solmare's Minji, each clad in their own pajamas. We came with the best of intentions, hauling a plethoraof snacks to share. The Koko and Cece graciously yielded the living room to us, even hauling various blankets and mattresses out of Solmare's Minji storage room to create a cozy den. We allowed the youngest, Ghislaine’s Ella, to play on her gadget, albeit with strictly monitored screen time. Soon after, a streak of mischief took over; Ghislaine's Ella and Vine’s Rei began a chaotic makeover session, applying layers of makeup to Diaz’s Liz, who had unfortunately drifted off to sleep early. Meanwhile, Eldraeth’s Yunah and Duisterg’s Hikaru headed to the kitchen to whip up pancakes and cookies for a communal dinner with Duvall’s Leehan. However, the culinary venture didn't exactly end in triumph—some of the group refused to even touch the food! The kitchen was left in total shambles thanks to those three, and of course Diaz's Liz before she retreated to sleep sporting that electric blue eyeshadow. The pandemonium didn't stop there. Leutwin’s Taesan attempted to slice a watermelon, but instead of the fruit splitting in two, it was the knife that snapped in half! Hefflin’s Taesan and Eryndor’s Jiho, who were deep in a game of Monopoly and Uno, could only stare in bewildermemt. Despite the endless mishaps, the night was filled with boistereus laughter. We can only hope the Koko and Cece spare us their scoldings. It was a night of pure joy, and we hope these memories remain just as vibrant and delightful in the future!

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(ⓘ───SWASHBUCKLER) Cruising in the Gulf of Guinea. ⍀

The sands were still home silent trees. The day was calm our lives at ease. We rattled no more than passing breeze as we sang with the ocean's frequencies. Time had passed and we rode the waves ventured far out lost. Suffering for freedom on the East coast, we dedicated to find our lost pirates.

We have arrived by to steal the spotlight as we opening the gate for new faces to tenant in our beloved house. If you're intrigued to anchors your soul, take a look at our 'taken list' and pay attention if your heart races for adventure and family and your spirit is stirred, we’re seeking:

♝ MOTHER & FATHER (1980–1994)
ㅤStands as a pillar of strength and love.
ㅤShow up, even when the world   doesn’t.

♝ UNCLE & AUNT (1995–1999)
ㅤBring wisdom with a touch of fun.
ㅤOffers warmth, stories, and sweet
ㅤadvice.

♝ SISTER & BROTHER (2000–2011)
ㅤA best friend wrapped in family.
ㅤLeads with quiet courage and care.

Consider to tap this link for those who interested in becoming part of: VANSENT FAMILY

The New Wave is who we are. A family created by fire, loyalty, and decision rather than blood. Would you dare dock with us?
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the gates / to the romantic / city quietly part, revealing a place bathed in gentle light and graced by angels within ♥️. it waits patiently, welcoming another soul who approaches with sincerity and ☆ an open heart.

”there exists a simple pact, written not in ink but in feeling, untouched by force or coincidence.“

hello Heart Steallar. I, (name + @.usn), feel drawn to steal hearts alongside you. with genuine longing, i ask for a cherished place where i may belong and flourish within this city.

honor this 👜 agreement with wholehearted sincerity, never relying on outside aid. once completed, send your ∗ reply to @HeartSteallarbot. the city awaits your arrival. 📁
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