( DECEMBER, 24th    &. )
𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋𝘚 𝘏𝘌𝘌𝘋𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘋𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘠 .
 
they were still adolescents becoming grown-ups unfurling points among maturity amidst pursuing affections. they revolted at ceasing the blue sky from sanctuary dawdling there in the middle of nowhere for slices of heavenly. however the world was manifold directly under their hooves comprising hearts that were retaining adversity around the promise with hiraeth fooled. we enunciate our deepest salutations to all who receive recognition today; we beseech there be unlimited rapture that will bestrew in lantern. the incessant hilarious cruise persists to evolve into letting their cognomens in every communal moment. to @KasteelOfDuisterg @ManorOfVermillion @EternityOfIgnis @RogueLorth @Thedrazenc all our anointings are preordained for their boundless harmonies and arrive with fabulous heritage. craving participants in this celebration, those noiseless stars are nigher to grime.


wholeheartedly,  @TYUNTHERA. ᡣ𐭩
︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎ ︎︎

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DECEMBER 24TH, FOREMOST DAY IN SACRED EDEN
The time that etched in iron remembrance

Among the broken legions of the fallen, where oaths are rare and loyalty hard-won, names rise and remain @RogueLorth @KasteelOfDuisterg @ManorOfVermillion & @PinnacleNoire. The pillars beside us, human of enduring presence and unshaken will. Where others faltered, they held the line. Where light thinned, they did not look away, and cut us.

ㅤ | Though born of earth and blood,
ㅤ | They are the crystal sword, trusted
ㅤ | By those forged in ash and sky.
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Their bond fortified by conviction, stands as proof that not all strength comes from the sword. Their unity exist, there, we witness purpose and an unspoken code carved deeper than memory. For this, we offer allegiance.

⎙ Let this day be marked as a salute to resilience, to bloodhood and to the glory found when trust is earned by those outside the circle of wings.

Glory carved in bone, we remember
@GuildofDvornikov 🗡
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ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ THE PRESENT OF THE DAYLIGHT ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ    ㅤ(THIS TIME——D.M) ㅤ
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     SPIRITS──Vol, II. [12/1] In the brown room, a deep breath is taken as glazed eyes shine clearly when it’s time. I notice a sense of warmth, tenderness, and a feverish intensity. Night and day were about to pass, but you hushed toward recent awareness. The room, once worn to be brown, turned amber without notice. Unaware, time quietly passes minutes and hours until this particular day of the month and year.

    “Neighborhood.” [78/1] Page: 1. Honoring another year of conquest concurrently’ Happy Mensiversary to our dearest, @ManorOfVermillion, @KasteelOfDuisterg, @RogueLorth. May delight, and harmony endlessly stand on your side. Eternally be enthusiastic and be at leisure!

With the lust in our spirits, from the acquaintance @TheLachaise. 🤎ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

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ㅤ PUISSANCE VERSE ORBITED ALONGSIDE
ㅤ THE DIRGE: BEFELL IN CONSPICUOUS
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 24TH OF DECEMBER.  🎞

Jotted down the powerful society embossed by equanimity has already set up for limitless purposes. Threnody entwined within eurythmics once gyrated in between devoid space. Hitherto, six strums guitar and piano chanted to finesse day that endowed for the greatest present has ever happened. The incredible momentum is seized in lyrics for @KasteelOfDuisterg, @HouseOfVermillion, @RogueLorth, @ValkyriePiece, @Skateriez, @VonityS, @Socerities, & @TheDrazenc. Engrossed this magnificent time where all the euphonious synchronized alongside portraits hung around the wall. There shall commemorate the day where felicity flocked in, witnessing the novelty created by a tangible realm while amalgamated in the serenade. Nonetheless, we are hoping for the endless jollification remarked on your extravagant day.

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘴,
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 🖋 @VerseOfArtists.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE POST OF AURIC DECEMBER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhen Words Become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTheir Own Constellations
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In the deepest hush of winter’s breath, where lanterns gleam like kept promises: Norbury’s Post Box Wishes awakens.

It calls upon every heart that longs to deliver what speech could not shoulder.. the gratitude left unspoken, the warmth that trembles to be known, the name we whisper into the dark hoping it hears.

This is the corridor where letters transcend paper, where sentiments are escorted by starlight and arrive without ever losing their courage.

Join the passage of these closing days:

26 December — “Gleam of December”
ㅤSend forth your Christmas darlings:
ㅤaffection folded neatly between lines
ㅤof joy.

30 December — “Mirage Midnight Gala”
ㅤRelease a New Year’s vow:
ㅤresolutions, confessions, exhilaration
ㅤdressed in midnight silk.

As the season folds into its quiet glow, let your words enter this amber passageway. In Norbury’s realm, every message finds its shore and returns as gentle solace. Release your letters, and let December settle with what your heart finally lets go.
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