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⋆⸜ okay, okay ʕ・ ̫ ‹ʔ―♡
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Difotoin oleh wanita yang paling tua dikeluarga ini (my mom,,,😊🔥❤)
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(5th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @Thezachruelle, @GrimOfFost, @CasaSeretti, @Sooreviel, @HouseOfDulcia, @HearthOfWheils and @TheLysmere who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(5th.) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @Thezachruelle, @GrimOfFost, @CasaSeretti, @Sooreviel, @HouseOfDulcia, @HearthOfWheils and @TheLysmere who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
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kalau unsubs jangan lupa confirm ke @SachtSFSBot ya sacis, jangan nakal ya ❤️
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Forwarded from Promise Season: “Carousal” The Dashing Heel.
THE WANDER EMERGES IN :
(SEA—SIDE)THE GOODWILL OF HEART, ░░
◝ 𔓕 ࣪ ˖ . 𖡼 ˖ ◗
🐚 ⏝⏝︶ 07/01 .. ೃ
❊ ₊ ༉ #SaeromByTheSea
From the deep-rooted alcoves of the epitome, fervid to traverse each façade of the earth as long as it hovers obtainable. Athwart the vista, crimsoning the night sky with the swifting of the dawning sun. A bourn full of phantasms, offtimes hailed as the most divine place to visit.
“I packed my bags and began today's
reconnaissance. Breaking free from the
hampered┈───┈aerosphere.”
Cruised the arc of the vault that bravely blazes
delicately above the menace of blue skyline.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤVARNISHED OF MEMORY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(6th) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @TheMeirhart, @HusetTilSorguine, @Clarkinside, @heartchupie, @Monstaesan, @HouseOfLetheris, @jyperspace, and @KiiiVerses who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(6th) : Letter.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhere the brush still breathes?
It hung where time moved slowly—dust drifting like whispered prayers, golden light flickering across its worn frame. The painting, old as memory, stared back not with eyes, but with something deeper, the ache of what once was. Brushstrokes, though cracked, still breathed with intention. And still, it spoke. To those who dared linger. To @TheMeirhart, @HusetTilSorguine, @Clarkinside, @heartchupie, @Monstaesan, @HouseOfLetheris, @jyperspace, and @KiiiVerses who stood before it in reverence, their reflections caught within the canvas’s quiet ache. No one remembered the artist’s name. But the soul? The soul remained—trapped, blooming, eternal. Proof that some beauty outlives even the hands that made it. With endless gratitude to all who wandered here, where this splendid memory shall forever cradle every journey taken and every generous spirit shared—bathed beneath the moonlight of joyful minds.
Signed in light and longing,
@KinOfGreesacht
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