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Forwarded from Kep1er Projects – "The Rise of Tomorrow’s Stars" 𓇻
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꒰ ｡𓏲ּ𝄢 ꒱ ‘CHICK & CAFÉ :
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ TABLE NUMBER 22.
Bell above the café door rings and tiny golden chick waddles in with sunshime in her pockter. Waffles warm, cookies crumble and laughter melts like honey in the air. The table is set for Hikaru.
A little brighter, a little sweeter like morning light pouring through café windows.☼. ˖
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꒰ ｡𓏲ּ𝄢 ꒱ ‘CHICK & CAFÉ :
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ TABLE NUMBER 22.
Bell above the café door rings and tiny golden chick waddles in with sunshime in her pockter. Waffles warm, cookies crumble and laughter melts like honey in the air. The table is set for Hikaru.
A little brighter, a little sweeter like morning light pouring through café windows.☼. ˖
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AUTUMN'S GENTLE HAVEN LOOMED
From The Amber-Tinted Dusk, VII. ‘..🍁 (!)
LEAVES DRIFTING ACROSS A QUIET FIRMAMENT:
“Autumnal Silence.” gathered beneath amber hush.
Fallen leaves drift across quiet paths.
Oldㅤㅤstones ㅤremember seasonsㅤㅤ long past.
Notㅤ empty,ㅤㅤ onlyㅤ storiesㅤ waitingㅤ gently.
Heartsㅤㅤ wander softlyㅤㅤ searching for home.
Notㅤㅤforㅤㅤ places,ㅤㅤ butㅤㅤforㅤㅤ people.
For ㅤvoicesㅤㅤ greeting ㅤwith ㅤㅤquiet warmth.
Forㅤ handsㅤthatㅤchooseㅤ toㅤremain. 🍂
ㅤㅤㅤFor those who hold space in their hearts
ㅤㅤㅤto become something meaningful to
ㅤㅤㅤsomeone. We search for a family not
ㅤㅤㅤperfect, but present. One that grows in
ㅤㅤㅤgentle laughter, forgives without pride,
ㅤㅤㅤand remains through both golden days
ㅤㅤㅤand quiet, uncertain nights. A place
ㅤㅤㅤwhere roles are more than names, and
ㅤㅤㅤwhere belonging slowly takes root.🍃
If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps this quiet autumn has guided you here for a reason.
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ May
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍁 autumn
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ guide us home.
Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
—THE DELAIRE ’s.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
AUTUMN'S GENTLE HAVEN LOOMED
From The Amber-Tinted Dusk, VII. ‘..🍁 (!)
LEAVES DRIFTING ACROSS A QUIET FIRMAMENT:
“Autumnal Silence.” gathered beneath amber hush.
Fallen leaves drift across quiet paths.
Oldㅤㅤstones ㅤremember seasonsㅤㅤ long past.
Notㅤ empty,ㅤㅤ onlyㅤ storiesㅤ waitingㅤ gently.
Heartsㅤㅤ wander softlyㅤㅤ searching for home.
Notㅤㅤforㅤㅤ places,ㅤㅤ butㅤㅤforㅤㅤ people.
For ㅤvoicesㅤㅤ greeting ㅤwith ㅤㅤquiet warmth.
Forㅤ handsㅤthatㅤchooseㅤ toㅤremain. 🍂
ㅤㅤㅤFor those who hold space in their hearts
ㅤㅤㅤto become something meaningful to
ㅤㅤㅤsomeone. We search for a family not
ㅤㅤㅤperfect, but present. One that grows in
ㅤㅤㅤgentle laughter, forgives without pride,
ㅤㅤㅤand remains through both golden days
ㅤㅤㅤand quiet, uncertain nights. A place
ㅤㅤㅤwhere roles are more than names, and
ㅤㅤㅤwhere belonging slowly takes root.
If you are between the years: Parental Figure (1981—1995), Aunty & Uncle (1996—1999), Oldest Child (2000—2002), Middle (2003—2005), Youngest (2006—2010). Then perhaps this quiet autumn has guided you here for a reason.
Please visit @DelaireBot to see the TAKEN LIST. We welcome only those who truly wish to stay not those who come with borrowed names, divided hearts, or fleeting intentions.Greetings! I come as (Name, Muse, Line, @Username) willing to fill the position as “Parents / Aunty / Uncle / Oldest / Middle / Youngest,” ready to grow within a family where warmth matters more than perfection, and where presence becomes our truest home.Thank you!
ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ May
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🍁 autumn
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ guide us home.
Warm regards,
POCKET OF DIARY
—THE DELAIRE ’s.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from House Of Luthien: Wonder Lie Beyond.
The warmth of the campfire greeted us as the moon shone in the sky. Last night, we: Scarvaine’s Dohoon, Mertzlan’s Dohoon, Luthien’s Dohoon, Roesjad’s Dohoon, Letheris’ Dohoon & Koväc’s Dohoon spent a time filled with happiness!
Sweet marshmallows accompanied us as we shared stories from the past few days in front of the campfire. Scarvaine’s Dohoon, who brought a guitar at the time, helped set the mood with the melodious sound of its strings being plucked. The six of us then sang together while Roesjad’s Dohoon and Luthien’s Dohoon cooked the main dish deliciously, but when it was time to baste the grilled chicken, Luthien’s Dohoon remembered that there was an ingredient that hadn’t been bought, “Ya udah, habis ini gue beliin sekalian beli minuman, ya.” said Mertzlan’s Dohoon and Roesjad’s Dohoon just chuckled humorously, then Mertzlan’s Dohoon together with Koväc’s Dohoon he headed to the nearest supermarket, “Kak! Gua mau nitip es krim sama jajan juga!” Letheris’ Dohoon shouted to buy something too when his car was about to leave.
Some time later, when we all returned and the main course was ready, we didn’t go back to our tents because we still wanted to chat with each other. At the end, we spread out a mat in front of the tent and continued our conversation—suddenly, Scarvaine’s Dohoon playfully teased Koväc’s Dohoon and Letheris’s Dohoon making them scream in surprise and fear while we were talking about horror stories. Poor them, that was their fate that night.
Sweet marshmallows accompanied us as we shared stories from the past few days in front of the campfire. Scarvaine’s Dohoon, who brought a guitar at the time, helped set the mood with the melodious sound of its strings being plucked. The six of us then sang together while Roesjad’s Dohoon and Luthien’s Dohoon cooked the main dish deliciously, but when it was time to baste the grilled chicken, Luthien’s Dohoon remembered that there was an ingredient that hadn’t been bought, “Ya udah, habis ini gue beliin sekalian beli minuman, ya.” said Mertzlan’s Dohoon and Roesjad’s Dohoon just chuckled humorously, then Mertzlan’s Dohoon together with Koväc’s Dohoon he headed to the nearest supermarket, “Kak! Gua mau nitip es krim sama jajan juga!” Letheris’ Dohoon shouted to buy something too when his car was about to leave.
Some time later, when we all returned and the main course was ready, we didn’t go back to our tents because we still wanted to chat with each other. At the end, we spread out a mat in front of the tent and continued our conversation—suddenly, Scarvaine’s Dohoon playfully teased Koväc’s Dohoon and Letheris’s Dohoon making them scream in surprise and fear while we were talking about horror stories. Poor them, that was their fate that night.
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Hype kami para #Dohoon dari berbagai famguy ini dong, mertiezzz.