Forwarded from Monster University: ENVERIOUS.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❲ Made of ruin. Meant for wonder ❳
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⎈. THEY'RE COMING. 📕
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Unyielding devotion courses through unseen veins, an uncontainable surge of arcane vitality radiating outward. A potent, ineffable force is being summoned, distilled, and unleashed, converging beneath the heavens in anticipation of the sacred cycle.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Chaos chose them.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Born unruly.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Undeniably.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..🌟 ..
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❲ Made of ruin. Meant for wonder ❳
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⎈. THEY'RE COMING. 📕
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Unyielding devotion courses through unseen veins, an uncontainable surge of arcane vitality radiating outward. A potent, ineffable force is being summoned, distilled, and unleashed, converging beneath the heavens in anticipation of the sacred cycle.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Chaos chose them.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Born unruly.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ| Undeniably.
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[CROOKED-LINES]
/ 🧿 The outside world watches. Foremost sanctum of monstrous enlightenment, names are carved into the fabric of dusk. To be different is to be destined. For boons abundant shall rain down. None are the same, born of divergence, cloaked in brilliance.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ..
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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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 @TheFaite, @blissette for the commemorative fetes.ㅤㅤㅤShall 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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Forwarded from The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
good afternoon, Wenies, Duisie, and Eldies! today i, @Wendissle's Iroha, brought my box of pastel chalks and headed to the neighborhood playground for some fresh air and colors. while i was doodling stars and bunnies on the ground, i bumped into @Duisterg's Eunchae, who was already chilling with her plushies and a couple of snacks
not long after, @Kheraeld's Leeseo joined us with the brightest smile ever, and just like that, our quiet afternoon turned into a colorful chaos of laughter, rainbow drawings, snacks scattered on the jungle gym ^—^
we took turns sliding down the slide and filled the pavement with doodles and giggles. the chalk got everywhere! on our shoes, our shirts, and even our faces. but none of that mattered, because we were having the best time!!!
not long after, @Kheraeld's Leeseo joined us with the brightest smile ever, and just like that, our quiet afternoon turned into a colorful chaos of laughter, rainbow drawings, snacks scattered on the jungle gym ^—^
we took turns sliding down the slide and filled the pavement with doodles and giggles. the chalk got everywhere! on our shoes, our shirts, and even our faces. but none of that mattered, because we were having the best time!!!
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
ㅤㅤㅤShall 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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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 @TheEnverious, @DeBlancFamilie, @AttireByKlein, @HOONOLIC, @DeCrowther, and @TheGeldart, for the commemorative fetes.
ㅤㅤㅤShall 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.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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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 @Solvreith, @TheScalden, and @TheRusteeze, for the commemorative fetes.ㅤㅤㅤShall 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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good morning, eldies! how are you? udah lama aku nggak nyapa kalian HEHEHE, apakah baik baik aja? aku harap selalu baik yaaa 🩷 today's activities aku mau pergi ke tempat makan with mamim & dede ian, katanya sih dede ian kepengen banget sama ramen 👀
oh eldies, notice hair style aku nggak? IT'S REAALLY CUTE RIGHT?? tebaak dong siapa yang buat hairstyle nya... yaapyaap, mamim! 👀⭐️💖 mamim tuh jago nyaa bikin hairstyle tauuu, kereeen kaan?? and photo ini taken by dede ian💋 💋 HOHOHOO cimiit satu itu jago banget guys kalau ngefotoin, gemees banget. okaaay maybe nyampe sini dulu, see you at my next activity, eldies! loveyaaa 🩷🩷
oh eldies, notice hair style aku nggak? IT'S REAALLY CUTE RIGHT?? tebaak dong siapa yang buat hairstyle nya... yaapyaap, mamim! 👀⭐️💖 mamim tuh jago nyaa bikin hairstyle tauuu, kereeen kaan?? and photo ini taken by dede ian
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Forwarded from De Berthouven: Bloeien in liefde.
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Diurnal course poured into the once-somber, fluorescent ashes motes in carousal. The dwell settle in solemn of silence, sealed away from the out of sphere like an eternity. After years of stillness, a verdict was made to throw open those cumbrous portcullis, releasing the dwelling from its self-required exile.
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