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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 @OldenVeil, @Sjords, @MlNDWAVE, @TheWalst, @CaveOfLoughrey, @TheFerrovi 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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ㅤㅤTHE GLASS BEAD IS FADING.

🌟 (...) Once, there were six sisters. They were bound by fate, by power, by love. But love turned to jealousy, and power turned to ruin. All six fell. One by one, they lost themselves—until only one remained. But even she is fading now, her strength nearly gone, her magic slipping away.

ㅤㅤ🔮ㅤThen, the glass bead called to her. It whispered of a second chance.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤA way to go back.
ㅤㅤㅤA way to save them all.

But the bead’s power is weak. It cannot open the path alone. To restore it, the six must reunite. The lost sisters are out there. Reborn into a new world, unaware of the past they once shared. And now, it’s time to find them.

Who are we looking for?

⬩ Those who hear the call—who feel like they’ve always been searching for something more.
⬩ Loyal to their story, willing to step into the unknown.
⬩ Engaged—ready to shape the future, to be part of something greater.
⬩ Active & present, because silence won’t change the past.
⬩ Here to stay, because history can only be rewritten by those who remain.

𓍯 The glass bead is waiting. The past is waiting. You are the key. If you’re ready to return, go to @AFRODISTRELLA_BOT and follow the sign-up instructions.

"Hey, I hope this message reaches you through time and space. My name is [......] (@.....), and I’m ready to return to @AFRODISTRELLA. I’ll be stepping into the role of [Muse] and helping reignite the glass bead. If you need anything else, just say the word. I’m ready."

ㅤㅤThe past is calling. The future is waiting. And the story isn’t over yet. Come find your place in Afrodis Estrella. We’re waiting. ✨

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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 @KinofGreesacht, @TemuGelanggang, @Paranovrmal, @TheGritner, and @calsearth 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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