Forwarded from HOUSE OF EYRE: FROM ASH TO ALEXANDRIA
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ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
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On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies gutted; civilization a myth, comfort a relic. What remains is bone and ash, the stench of memory, and a sky that no longer promises dawn. This is the Appcalyps, and in this new order, comfort is a myth.
✋ 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙄𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙏 🤚
Beyond the chaos, one bastion still breathes. The Gate stands, not in grandeur, yet carved from a wreckage; a place for the broken, the hunted, the still-breathing. Whether you’ve lost your shelter, your family, or even yourself—HOUSE OF EYRE is open. It calls you home.
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This sanctuary did not bloom from stone alone. Our enduring gratitude to @TRNDSETTEE, the artificer of this emblem. To those in need, slide through. One call away, @EyreRobot. From its core, we rise. Through its code, we remember: what it means to live, not merely to survive.
If there is still marrow in your hope, if your heart beats not in fear, but in refusal, this is your calling. Your last safe zone. Your flicker of light in a blood-drenched dusk. For we do not walk toward the end. We meet it head-on.
ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ BEWARE—THE APOCALYPSE
ㅤ HAS BEGUN.
ㅤ
On August 3rd, we take back what was once ours. The illusion of safety has shattered; the epoch of ruin begins. What comes next… is survival. #FromAshToEyre 🧟
The earth lies gutted; civilization a myth, comfort a relic. What remains is bone and ash, the stench of memory, and a sky that no longer promises dawn. This is the Appcalyps, and in this new order, comfort is a myth.
Beyond the chaos, one bastion still breathes. The Gate stands, not in grandeur, yet carved from a wreckage; a place for the broken, the hunted, the still-breathing. Whether you’ve lost your shelter, your family, or even yourself—HOUSE OF EYRE is open. It calls you home.
This sanctuary did not bloom from stone alone. Our enduring gratitude to @TRNDSETTEE, the artificer of this emblem. To those in need, slide through. One call away, @EyreRobot. From its core, we rise. Through its code, we remember: what it means to live, not merely to survive.
If there is still marrow in your hope, if your heart beats not in fear, but in refusal, this is your calling. Your last safe zone. Your flicker of light in a blood-drenched dusk. For we do not walk toward the end. We meet it head-on.
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ㅤㅤㅤẞUT SÖ HΔVE WΣ. AÑD WE ARɆ
ㅤㅤㅤNØT MΛDE TÕ PEЯÏSH
ㅤㅤㅤ❕ SOEASĪLY🚸
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