The Wendissle Records: “A Secrets In Dusted Ink.”
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The official chamber of the Wendissle
lineage, @WENDISSELCOUNTMAP—A
house of deduction, discourse, and a
shadows beneath the every's gaslight.
Welcome to a house built by a riddles.

@WendisselBot @WentualsRobot
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  Whispers of Autumn :  .............
           A Season Written For You /
🍁

     In the golden hush of the turning year,
     when the trees shed their brilliance like
     whispered promises and the wind &—
     carries the scent of earth, ember, and
     memory, we gather—not merely for
     warmth or wonder, but for something
    FAR             MORE             TENDER.

This is a season spun from
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤamber light and fleeting beauty, a
time when the world itself seems to
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpause, to exhale, to soften.

ㅤㅤㅤAutumn, in all its wistful glory, is not
ㅤㅤㅤsimply a backdrop but it is the very
ㅤㅤㅤlanguage of longing, of remembrance,
ㅤㅤㅤof love that lingers gently, and like the
ㅤㅤㅤlast rays of a sun reluctant to set.  ❀

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐,
  beneath canopies
     of russet and gold,
ㅤㅤㅤwith hands wrappedㅤㅤㅤaround cups
ㅤㅤㅤof spiced comfortㅤㅤㅤand hearts inked
ㅤㅤㅤwith quiet affection,ㅤㅤㅤwe welcome you
ㅤㅤㅤto an eveningㅤㅤㅤcrafted not of spectacle,
ㅤㅤㅤbut ㅤㅤㅤof ㅤㅤㅤsentiment.
A celebration not of grand declarations, but of quiet dedications—the kind that live in the margins of letters, the breath between words, the pauses in a handwritten line. THIS  IS FOR  THE  BELOVED,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    spoken or unspoken.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ/

  𝒊. For the one whose name still
ㅤㅤㅤㅤechoes in the rustle of leaves.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊.ㅤㅤFor the one to whom every
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpage, every pour, every pause
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤisㅤㅤ ㅤ quietlyㅤㅤ  ㅤoffered.

ㅤㅤ𝒊𝒊𝒊.  For  you,  Delaves.
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wenieesss happy august! 😳
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  Filed under: The Wendissle Dossier  🔍
        Dispatch from the Wendissle Lineage

In every system—celestial or societal—there are anomalies. Fault lines. Patterns that tremble beneath the surface. The Wendissle Lineage has long operated where the rational meets the improbable, charting our course not by stars, but by calculation, instinct, and precision.

Our legacy is one of measured constancy: @Eirlst, @TheLamercy, @Leutwin, @TheDelaire, @Kheraeld, @BABBYMONSTER, @the18reasons, @Kwangerines, @MontgoIfier, @Aeternaals, @Hurlstone, @TheMystea, @HouseOfDiaz, & @MansionOfNightvale. a society below forged not in spectacle, but in method. In a world governed by chaos masquerading as order, we serve as a quiet axis. We observe. We deduce. We remember. And in the remembering, we act.


Respectfully submitted,
The Wendissle Consortium
@OdWendissel
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We spent the day at school 🏫
Wyrmharrow’s Kya, Kaishu’s Kya, Wendissle’s Kya, and Luthien's Kya. From classroom to corridor 🧍🏻‍♀🏃🏻‍♀‍➡️, we wandered between bells 🔔, chasing little joys in between lessons 📚. We laughed in the hallway, shared snacks behind books 🍪📖, and peeked through clubroom doors we weren’t supposed to open 🚪👀.
Sometimes we paused by the window ☀️, or sat on the edge of the courtyard steps 🌿 just to breathe in the moment. These small school day memories? They’re the ones we’ll always remember. ♥️
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hype aku dan twinnie ku, wenies! 😌🤍
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                          HERE THE MASK OF
                        THE TROPICAL ISLAND.


      ·  ·  ·  · •┈┈───﹙🍹﹚───┈┈• ·  ·  ·  ·

           Adorn the feast
           with flair and grace,
           let garnishes fall
           into place.
           In colors matched,
           they bloom and gleam.
           A lively, fresh,
           and festive dream.

           
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                    ⊹ 𓉳 · · CRAVED IN SILENCE

Fledgling believing in true-value casa sail of altruism over material wealth, undergo a transformative this esteemed sanctuary, emerging as compassionate venturing into ethereal heights of purpose and compassion Ordinary unity decades each syllable soon frabjous day has been summoned.

           𝐓𝐎 𝐉𝐔𝐁𝚰𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝚰𝐃𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘
           𝐄𝐍𝚰𝐆𝐌𝐀𝐓𝚰𝐂 𝐄𝐍𝐋𝚰𝐍𝐊𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐒
           𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝚰𝐓𝐇 ● ♤