Samwise. #FlameOutClarenceChannieAshIlliastBambi. read the whisper

siapa nyang mau dapat selamat juga

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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.

Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @TheStahlbaum @TheRuneshard @Clardforge @Altenhurst @HeirsOfMoriarty for the commemorative fetes.

Shall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.

Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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ㅤ 19:ㅤ🎭ㅤTHE FOREMOST ARCHWAY ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ OF Maison De ℳℴ𝓃𝓇ℴℯ.
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Lo, the perron lies apert, désenchaïné from its lock. Welcoming new kindreds shall be interlaced within the loom of temps. Étincelant in lumiere celeste, the hinges creak a hushed susurrus, carrying whispers from cles long effaced.

This long corridor is a limen where abiding is chaperoned lingers in unuttered couplet. The velvet curtains quivers, voices begin to ricochet, weaving each verse of soubrette deep laï the marrow, is this not the aria of postérité entwined, searching for compagnons to build an eternal proscenium?

01. ARRAY OF LIGNÉES.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✣ LES PARENTS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe steadfast pillar from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ1980—1992.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✣ TONTON ET TATIE,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤRadiant keepers from the
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ1993–1999.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✣ LES AÎNÉS,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Firstborn, kindled between
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ2000–2003.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✣ L’ENFANT DU MILIEU,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Middle, kindled between
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ2004–2007.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✣ LES PLUS JEUNES,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Youngest, kindled between
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ2008–2010.ㅤㅤ

Prithee behold the tableau, compiled across the years, across the bonds, and across the cast of our parentèle dortoir (Taken List). Should you entreaty to enroll, you may conscribe your name upon the charter we have prepared, and let your presence join this immarcescible scene:

I took a step forward, this is passage en scène. I am (Your Muse), born of the year (Your Muse Line), prepared to entwine with each spectate who is the main soul of this spectacle. The threshold of the performance is now unfolding, perhaps my soul is tempted to become one of the auditorie: @Username.

Transmit your missive to our cryptic hollow, @DeMonroeBot. Forcément each cantilena of your tessitura was once hearkened. May that prerogative not fester into unbidden loss. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.

Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @Haormonys, @TheEldraeth, @Tyunthera, @TheNorbury, and @TheVentresca for the commemorative fetes.

Shall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.

Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✰).. 📜  “間になってくれよ!
ㅤnakama ni natte kureyo!”

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBEGINNER. II
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I. FOREMOST SCHEME
In this epoch of seafaring outlaws, a glorious chapter commences, where each soul yearns for romance and bountiful fortunes, displaying resolute resolve to the world at large. Following the demise of the revered Gold D. Roger, the sovereign who ruled the roost of piracy, a new breed emerges within this realm of marauders—a breed destined to shape a novel world, asserting dominion over all realms, discovering the enigmatic final isle, and ascending to the coveted title of the next pirate king. Whether thy allegiance aligns with friend or foe, the onus lies on thee to determine thy path!

II. SECONDARY DECISION
Our presence awaits thee on the scarlet threshold that joins the Red Line and the Grand Line, a place known as the graveyard of scoundrels. Come forth bearing a history etched with unwavering conviction, but please check your muse list first here, because all muse is invited to partake with maximal 2 twins, provided they possess an indomitable spirit. Contact us if you are at Red Line @ValPiecebot now and wanna join in looking for One Valkyrie' Piece.

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