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❦︎` In a quiet corner of the kingdom, where sunlight rests softly on the marble floors and silk curtains dance with the morning breeze, a princess awakens to her day of birth. Today at 21st of November, the gardens bloom a little brighter, the sky softens into a tender shade of gold, and every whisper carried by the wind speaks her name. Liz Kim walks through the corridors with a glow that needs no jewels, a warmth that gathers people the way dawn gathers light. (11.21: —⁠☆ 21)

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ㅤ𑣿 ENCHANTED ROYAL MOTION 𑣿
ㅤ 𑣿 ENCHANTED CELESTIAL STILL 𑣿

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𓏸 ˳ The ancient scrolls are digitized; the knowledge of the Kingdom now flows through: @CheezcattoBot. This piece was shaped by @rJakeh, an artist who stitched colors and calmness into one gentle creation, hoping it could hold a small echo of the princess’s light. And the words were assembled with @llizkim, a storyteller who gathered soft sentences like flower petals, hoping to give the princess a small world woven from warmth.

To all who stood beside this royal celebration princess’s day. Like loyal hearts of the kingdom, you brought warmth to the halls and light to the crown :
@Cheezatto, @Frostivee, @Iveterea, @TheEnverious, @MansionOfGhislaine, @TheRuneshard, @TheGeldart, @Cherrilane, @CasaDeDiaz and @TheEldraeth.

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ㅤㅤㅤ “Do people realize that watchers
ㅤㅤㅤ are more cruel than phantoms?”

Wheels dangling like extensions of limbs and tarmac, the cosmos spinning speedier, gliding towards the vapors. Civic realms tilting against backyards in the sand. Limitless and fierce, like the beat of skateboards scraping against fences, like the tunes of youth. Traffic dust surrounds the rhythm bouncing from a broken stereo in the corner of the eye, a sense of unease lingering in the air. A dull camera focuses on a lad fighting against the wild urban tide, throwing lenses until bolts pierce the head.

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ㅤㅤㅤ[#SoheeOnWheels] ─────── 🚏

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ㅤㅤDifferences in path cause unrestrained,
ㅤㅤㅤ frosty, and flighty individualism!

In every certamen, not everything goes smoothly. If you encounter difficulties downloading or using twibbon, don’t hesitate to contact us via @RIIZEPROJECTSBOT.

Descending solar flares damage the malicious lenses that dig into the personal psyche of promiscuous lads, while traffic lights scramble the signals on the card. The atmosphere shifts, pulsing more wildly and uncontrollably. A long road opens wide for the youth to escape and seek freedom without having to submit to pressure. Dusty ankles, achieving liberty on a joyous day.

And we would like to thank the organizations that have helped with all the projects that have been carried out, especially @Canemos and @Ancienttechne. We greatly appreciate your hard work.

And also to our comrades who have contributed: @Shocopator, @Eunshoock, @Eunflare, @Sunbraiin, @Tvillinger, @Sungchamps, @Wonchy, @BinBunch, @LoveAriaWonbin, @Tears4Bin, @BabesOfBin, @Basoachee, @Ddorikenz, @Exilianton, @Andtons, @Antoneer, @RAAlZE & @ShotaroRIIZEs.

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ㅤ   🧳🛩ㅤ... ㅤ“Present Your Soul!”

Signs are not crests strength ascends. Chicago’s winter haven evokes through paradoxical libery, seasonal moratorium vouchsafed as respite for our soul. We subsist upon invocation that sculpted in frost. The skyscraper snatch toward snow-gray heavens, around these further emblems, postboxes yawn with unsent letters. Moreover, the scarves and mittens hanging ready. Streets stretch out white with frost, while taken list glows within.

INTERVAL CANTICLE “Devotee Aloneness!” Enticement: Telephones tolling through frost-smitten corridors, and so we summon 2000-2010s family members wanted. If your soul aligns with us, proclaim it through @TheSjarnBot:

       Declared amidst evermost avenue
       beneath icicles, mufflers, and this
       pleasant radiance solitary screens.ㅤ
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