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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
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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 @soeurland, @Iveriez, @HouseOfCassele, and @HouseOfEyre, for the commemorative fetes.
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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.
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 @LandOfHathaway @ReverieOfAmity @EclipticaDivina @Berthouven @Samniont @Noctruum @Wythers, and @FamilieSchumann, for the commemorative fetes.γ €γ €γ €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 gatherβblood 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 mΓ©nage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Walls hold stories whispered in quiet moments with @SwiftMailsBot, and light hymns through windows like a warm invitation. Here, hearts find rest, and belonging blooms quietlyβTHIS IS NOT JUST A HOUSE, BUT THE GENTLE PULSE OF HOME.
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Consult the Taken Ledger Here and see if your museβs shadow still sleeps unbound.
When the compass points true, bring your secret to @Dustbornebot. The doorway stands ajar.
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Consult the Taken Ledger Here and see if your museβs shadow still sleeps unbound.
I, (museβs name and lineage), shaped by the alethiometerβs turning hands, carved my oath in the drift of falling Dust. Through severed portals, led by dΓ¦mon whispers and starlightβs hush, to bear the name of (your name & @ )
When the compass points true, bring your secret to @Dustbornebot. The doorway stands ajar.
βΆ THE TRUTH LIES BEYOND THE WORLD WE KNOW βΆ
WATCH THE DUST β LISTEN β FOLLOW
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Forwarded from Prodigious Corsair Kin: THE VANSENTS
Good afternoon! Vansent's Moka is hang out with her friend, Kheraeld's Sarang and Solvreith's Jiwoo. Yeah, we're choose to going on beach, Kheraeld's Sarang messed up to recommend any place, so, Solvreith's Jiwoo just pick the easy one, beach π. We're going anywhere, with that "gembel outfit" when all someone in beach is dress well π, it's their fault wksss they're make me DIZZY. Kheraeld's Sarang took beautiful pict on herself with me as the cameraman, and Solvreith's Jiwoo just ran to every side when we want to take a pict of her, so the pict so blurring π. We're make a little masterpiece with our sikil, and then, Kheraeld's Sarang take a lot of random pict there. Having fun with Kheraeld's Sarang and Solvreith's Jiwoo is SOOO FUNNY. Before we face the weekdays, they are make my day. How's you guys weekend without us? π
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