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THE LONGFIELDS HERALD ♘
Proclamation Of The Kinship
'& Our Foremost Open Gates.

From the highest pastures on Loughrey's estate. Afore, be known across the asylum and evergreen meadows, family is not always bound by the blood that courses through one’s veins, but also by the reins that held in warm hands and the breath that shared with steeds at dawn. Loyalty etch deep in hoofprints of our hearts. The illimitable champaigns for us makes matutinal nebulosity grasp the sward at daybreak and equine across the hilly topographies, our kin convenes—not by hereditary entitlement, but by elective horses. Our gates are not opened often. But today, the wind turns and the banners rise. And so, we say: “Come Forth!”

Cordial salute! I, (Username), feel drawn forth by the vinculum that connects as (Your Muse & Line). I present myself with deference to this house. I seek the station of (Father/Mother/Uncle/Aunty/Oldest/Middles/Youngest.) in this propinquitous lineage. Permit me retain at your portals and await your response.

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Priorly, you must conduct comprehensive perusal of our histories and taken list to discern if our ethos and methods accord with your own. Should you choose to join with us, please convey your assent through @LoughreyRobot: (Signed | Charity.)
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