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Forwarded from The Heritage of Cherrilane.
The First Orchard Gate Of Cherrilanes:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Parents Figure (1985–1995)
• Aunty and Uncle (1996–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
• Youngest Line (2007–2011)
When twilight falls and the orchard glows, send the message to @cherrilaneebot and see who already tends the trees on the sweet taken list. The fields await thee, lantern in hand, laughter in heart — let the cherry gates open once more.
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilane. 🍒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Parents Figure (1985–1995)
• Aunty and Uncle (1996–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
• Youngest Line (2007–2011)
With all my heart, I, (your username), vow to honor the heart of Cherrilane Heritage.
With (your muse) as my chosen form, born in the year (your line), I offer my soul, my words, and my quiet loyalty to the home that lives through grace, art, and everlasting warmth.When twilight falls and the orchard glows, send the message to @cherrilaneebot and see who already tends the trees on the sweet taken list. The fields await thee, lantern in hand, laughter in heart — let the cherry gates open once more.
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilane. 🍒
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Has anyone asked you how your day’s been? If not, let me be the first. So, how’s your day going? Hope some good vibes and little joys have found their way to you today.
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Forwarded from "Eternal Kin : The Geldart of the Family"
ㅤㅤGATE OPENING: FROM
ㅤㅤGELDART MODERN
ㅤㅤVAMPIRE FAMILY.
( 🩸🔍 ... )
Entrance to residence is not a castle, but a modern abode that holds silence and secrets. Family, once again, embarks on a quest to uncover enigmatic beings of night. In stillness of evening, gate creaks open slowly, welcoming with a whisper, “Welcome”. A list for registration floats in air, alongside potential members. Common folks may fill out form below. However, all those invited should first review TAKEN LIST, outlining available slots:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Father bunch Cayn,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1985 - 1995 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Uncle bunch Byron,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1990 - 1999 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Aunty bunch Dhampyr,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1997 - 1999 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Children bunch Salvation,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 2000 - 2011)
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ㅤㅤGELDART MODERN
ㅤㅤVAMPIRE FAMILY.
( 🩸🔍 ... )
Entrance to residence is not a castle, but a modern abode that holds silence and secrets. Family, once again, embarks on a quest to uncover enigmatic beings of night. In stillness of evening, gate creaks open slowly, welcoming with a whisper, “Welcome”. A list for registration floats in air, alongside potential members. Common folks may fill out form below. However, all those invited should first review TAKEN LIST, outlining available slots:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Father bunch Cayn,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1985 - 1995 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Uncle bunch Byron,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1990 - 1999 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Aunty bunch Dhampyr,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 1997 - 1999 )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ• Children bunch Salvation,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( 2000 - 2011)
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obscurity that shrouds us, amidst flowing mists of night and shadows, I manifest myself (YOUR MUSE + @.USERNAME) as (CAYN/BYRON/DHAMPYR/SALVATION), prepared to amalgamate with lineage of @TheGeldart 🩸
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Forwarded from ㅤEyes of the Soul.
ㅤ "𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒𝘖𝘜𝘛" 𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘜𝘔
𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘌𝘉𝘈𝘊𝘒 𝘐𝘐𝘐
ㅤ Until you break 5,6,7,8 👊🏻
✨ — 𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴.
🎭 — 𝘈𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴.
🏁 — 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴.
Within the fracture of silence, resonance awakens. Neon bleeds into void; echoes rewrite their names upon the dark. Not a descent, but an ignition. What fades was never gone, only #WannaBeLikeCYE waiting to be reborn in static and steel. ⚒️
This is BLACKOUT not the fall of radiance, but the rebirth of everything once consumed by it.
𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚
ㅤ Until you break 5,6,7,8 👊🏻
Within the fracture of silence, resonance awakens. Neon bleeds into void; echoes rewrite their names upon the dark. Not a descent, but an ignition. What fades was never gone, only #WannaBeLikeCYE waiting to be reborn in static and steel. ⚒️
This is BLACKOUT not the fall of radiance, but the rebirth of everything once consumed by it.
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ㅤ⚜️✨ Aetheric Salute to the Chosen Kin ✨⚜️
"In the ever-shifting weave of Dust and destiny, the compass of the alethiometer points true to those who walk beside us in silent strength and shadowed loyalty. This moon's turning honors one among us whose daemon shines bright through the mists of the multiverse."
This month's light shines upon: @TheScalden & @SectorMaknae
May your path be guarded by Serafina's winds and armored with Iorek's resolve. As the Dust gathers and whispers truths to those who listen, we raise our lanterns to you—our ally, our kin, our Dustborne companion.
To all our kindred souls: Let this mark the turning of time with joy, purpose, and courage. Until the next cycle, may your dæmon walk close, and your heart remain wild.
ㅤ ☽⊱╮ With honor, Legacy Of Dustborne ╭⊰☾
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ㅤ⚜️✨ Aetheric Salute to the Chosen Kin ✨⚜️
"In the ever-shifting weave of Dust and destiny, the compass of the alethiometer points true to those who walk beside us in silent strength and shadowed loyalty. This moon's turning honors one among us whose daemon shines bright through the mists of the multiverse."
This month's light shines upon: @TheScalden & @SectorMaknae
May your path be guarded by Serafina's winds and armored with Iorek's resolve. As the Dust gathers and whispers truths to those who listen, we raise our lanterns to you—our ally, our kin, our Dustborne companion.
To all our kindred souls: Let this mark the turning of time with joy, purpose, and courage. Until the next cycle, may your dæmon walk close, and your heart remain wild.
ㅤ ☽⊱╮ With honor, Legacy Of Dustborne ╭⊰☾
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Forwarded from Kep1er Projects – "The Rise of Tomorrow’s Stars" 𓇻
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ๋࣭ ⭑🕸🦇🕸๋࣭ ⭑
𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐧𝐞'𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐦'𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭-𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ๋࣭ ⭑🕸🦇🕸๋࣭ ⭑
𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐧𝐞'𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐦'𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭-𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.
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