This afternoon, Luthien’s Sui and Mills’ Myah took over a table at the library, fully intending to study. Notes were written, pages were turned though the focus kept getting interrupted by random conversations and quiet laughter. Eventually, the motivation to study ran out, so we moved the day to a nearby café instead. Food arrived, drinks followed, and the conversations only got better from there. 😆📚🤞🏻

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(𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘳, @𝘓𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.) 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰.

An enduring bond of sisterhood, a silken ribbon swaying like a filament of destiny for those entwined. A sorrow sundered them, yet whether benevolent fortune and guileless spirits reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or shadowing us? We yearn that via this honeyed summons, the wanderers shall return to weave into the Liesbon kin and the missing petals we seek:

⠀⠀ 𝓔. ELDEST SISTER (1994-1998)
⠀⠀𝓔. MIDDLEST SISTER (1999-2003)
⠀⠀𝓔. YOUNGEST SISTER (2004-2008)

Do gaze upon the gentle terms here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).

Hail, Liesbon! Here I linger, @Username & Full Name with Muse (Lines), sensing I am your missing oldest/middlest/youngest petal. In this fleeting note, I confide my heart's murmur. Much gratitude!

ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️

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