Forwarded from Pinnacle Noire: The Syndicate Shadows.
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⠀⠀ ... ♟️⠀The Board Bow Down
⠀⠀ ⠀ checkmate [ &,. ] thus, (‘golden hour’)
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In the darkness alley where deals are made and loyalties are tested, one piece—sacrifice can make a instant win. Play the hand wisely, those who see the endgame while others are still counting pawns. Who've tasted the forbidden truth @GeislerVoyager, @Mistlesoir, @OdWendissel and @AnndTeam.
(EX24-10NS) Your empire built itself, with your own strategy. The city's pulse beats to the rhythm of your choices, and even the darkness bends to accommodate your vision. Salute, and respect everything you deserve this day of jubilation.
Eight Man On Fire ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
ㅤ(&.) .. 🏛 ✶ (신사: @PinnacleNoire)
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⠀⠀ ... ♟️⠀The Board Bow Down
⠀⠀ ⠀ checkmate [ &,. ] thus, (‘golden hour’)
(
7th August
, imprinted) 𝒊𝒊.
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
In the darkness alley where deals are made and loyalties are tested, one piece—sacrifice can make a instant win. Play the hand wisely, those who see the endgame while others are still counting pawns. Who've tasted the forbidden truth @GeislerVoyager, @Mistlesoir, @OdWendissel and @AnndTeam.
(EX24-10NS) Your empire built itself, with your own strategy. The city's pulse beats to the rhythm of your choices, and even the darkness bends to accommodate your vision. Salute, and respect everything you deserve this day of jubilation.
Eight Man On Fire ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
ㅤ(&.) .. 🏛 ✶ (신사: @PinnacleNoire)
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Forwarded from Wyrmharrow; The Aureate Affliction of the Lunar Scion.
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ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement @ReissHousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @Lucism, @Luevine, @TheVitsyy, @AnndTeam, @GeislerVoyager, @TheDeities, @ElRaptore, @Mistlesoir, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine. we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement @ReissHousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @Lucism, @Luevine, @TheVitsyy, @AnndTeam, @GeislerVoyager, @TheDeities, @ElRaptore, @Mistlesoir, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine. we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
Forwarded from KHERAELD: Blood & Roots.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Monthly Keepsake, of @Kheraeld. / As we stand buoyant, traces on the ground where our roots once planted occur.
Underneath the epithet of the vicinity, and the wish that lies on the table that we mail to @TheDeities, @GeislerVoyager, @TheVelthrone, @TheSchmidts, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine, @Mistlesoir for the commemorative fetes.
ㅤㅤㅤShall the downpours that have poured and the flake of the sun that have been reaped become the confetti of the significant day. The scent of musk, the lane where the crowds gather—blood by blood, soul by soul, and palms by palms. They unfold altogether, we mouth the prayers, and triumph is all over the chamber. May there be a lantern awaits until the ménage is overfilled with nought yet the sempiternal exultation.
Sincerely, Musing of Recollection.
@Kheraeld, the Root of Solace.
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Forwarded from Cosmic Dominion: Geisler Family Chronicles.
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ August, 7th 2025’s : 🪐 ... ✶
ㅤㅤ Celestial voyage, our odyssey traverses
cosmic distances: Geisler Family.
Legacy extends beyond words representing a beacon of hope and resilience a world that often tests the commitment to unity and compassion guiding light, illuminating paths for solace and inspiration. Prove that love knows no boundaries and that strength can be found in togetherness story resonates with all who encounter it, reminding us the profound impact of kindness and perseverance in shaping collective destinies.
Virtues previously made commemoration preponderance exalted @ReissHousehold, @TheVelthrone, @LosTrece, @Lucism, @LaMavieVine, @TheDeities, @TheSchmidts, @OdWendissel, @Mistlesoir and @TheSchmidts create steadfastness love and determination towards praiseworthy blessings is marked by adventure and the sense of eternal continues to peregrinate with love, fostering creating a paradise of freedom where destiny is determined with sync encapsulates these values a tale shines brightly for all bond transcends time and space, creating a realm of harmony reminder.
Cordially, Geisler Family Chronicles: @GeislerVoyager.
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ August, 7th 2025’s : 🪐 ... ✶
ㅤㅤ Celestial voyage, our odyssey traverses
cosmic distances: Geisler Family.
Legacy extends beyond words representing a beacon of hope and resilience a world that often tests the commitment to unity and compassion guiding light, illuminating paths for solace and inspiration. Prove that love knows no boundaries and that strength can be found in togetherness story resonates with all who encounter it, reminding us the profound impact of kindness and perseverance in shaping collective destinies.
Virtues previously made commemoration preponderance exalted @ReissHousehold, @TheVelthrone, @LosTrece, @Lucism, @LaMavieVine, @TheDeities, @TheSchmidts, @OdWendissel, @Mistlesoir and @TheSchmidts create steadfastness love and determination towards praiseworthy blessings is marked by adventure and the sense of eternal continues to peregrinate with love, fostering creating a paradise of freedom where destiny is determined with sync encapsulates these values a tale shines brightly for all bond transcends time and space, creating a realm of harmony reminder.
Cordially, Geisler Family Chronicles: @GeislerVoyager.
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Forwarded from Kaishu Sōke: Memory of the Fallen Camellia.
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ㅤㅤ𓇢 🏡「お祝い申し上げます」💮
(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. In the gentle embrace of spring, camellias bloom with fragrance wafting through the air like a sweet memory lingering in the mind. Each blossom seems to whisper stories of yesteryears—of sun-drenched afternoons spent in gardens, where laughter danced on the breeze and time felt suspended .. ♡
ㅤㅤ( 🌺 .. ◜海舟宗家 / WRITTEN )
(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. The petals velvety to the touch, unfurl gracefully, revealing a heart of golden stamens that add a touch of warmth and vibrancy to the flower's overall appearance. It is in these fleeting moments that nostalgia intertwines with beauty, reminding us of our precious neighbors whose celebrate their happiest day on 7th August : @LosTrece, @Reisshousehold, @IILLUV, @ElRaptore, @Mistlesoir, @TheMorvaine, @TheSchmidts, @OdWendissel, @GeislerVoyager, & @LaMavieVine may you’ll always in a grateful and successful long journey .. ♡ ─꯭ ࣪ ִ 𓆩 💮 𓆪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Sincerely,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @Kaishusoke.
ㅤ
(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. In the gentle embrace of spring, camellias bloom with fragrance wafting through the air like a sweet memory lingering in the mind. Each blossom seems to whisper stories of yesteryears—of sun-drenched afternoons spent in gardens, where laughter danced on the breeze and time felt suspended .. ♡
ㅤㅤ( 🌺 .. ◜海舟宗家 / WRITTEN )
(ᡁࠣ◝ ࣪˖ ♡ .. The petals velvety to the touch, unfurl gracefully, revealing a heart of golden stamens that add a touch of warmth and vibrancy to the flower's overall appearance. It is in these fleeting moments that nostalgia intertwines with beauty, reminding us of our precious neighbors whose celebrate their happiest day on 7th August : @LosTrece, @Reisshousehold, @IILLUV, @ElRaptore, @Mistlesoir, @TheMorvaine, @TheSchmidts, @OdWendissel, @GeislerVoyager, & @LaMavieVine may you’ll always in a grateful and successful long journey .. ♡ ─꯭ ࣪ ִ 𓆩 💮 𓆪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Sincerely,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @Kaishusoke.
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Forwarded from The Violent Side of Rock; The Gritner.
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(RIPPED, BEATEN, BUT NEVER SILENCED—THE ONES WHO TURN RUINS INTO REVOLUTIONS.)
✮ … ‘Perfection is overrated. The best things come with scars, with stories, with proof that they’ve been through something and still remain. Sweetness clings to the cracks, but it’s the grit that makes it last. This isn’t about playing it safe. It’s about standing your ground when everything else tries to push you over. Doors don’t close on the ones who break through them.
This isn’t just a tribute, this is proof. Proof that real things don’t break, that those who push forward leave something behind that can’t be erased. Palaces may fall, but those who stand tall? They never do.
SIGNED IN RESISTANCE & REBELLION, @THEGRITNER.
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(RIPPED, BEATEN, BUT NEVER SILENCED—THE ONES WHO TURN RUINS INTO REVOLUTIONS.)
✮ … ‘Perfection is overrated. The best things come with scars, with stories, with proof that they’ve been through something and still remain. Sweetness clings to the cracks, but it’s the grit that makes it last. This isn’t about playing it safe. It’s about standing your ground when everything else tries to push you over. Doors don’t close on the ones who break through them.
“THIS IS FOR THE ONES WHO CARVE THEIR OWN PATH: @GeislerVoyager, @TheSchmidts, @ReissHousehold, @LosTrece, @Lucism, @TheVelthrone, @LaMavieVine, @TheDeities, @OdWendissel, @Mistlesoir, @TheMorvaine, and @IILLUV.”
This isn’t just a tribute, this is proof. Proof that real things don’t break, that those who push forward leave something behind that can’t be erased. Palaces may fall, but those who stand tall? They never do.
SIGNED IN RESISTANCE & REBELLION, @THEGRITNER.
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Forwarded from MINDWAVE.
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“The mainframe blinked—not in error,
but in awe—marking the timestamp
of their singularity.” — Syntax Bloom.
// PROTOCOL: HEARTLINE.00X
𝘊𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴: @OdWendissel @GeislerVoyager
@BloodOfAlbrecht @LosTrece and @TheMorvaine.
Today, the frequency changed, Something in the system pulsed softer, clearer. A signal only the chosen caught. A day rendered not in pixels, but in presence. In the algorithm of this neonverse, your code isn’t just written it's *felt.* May today be the reroute to joy.exe, a glitchless loop of honor, of spark.
@MlNDWAVE ON RECORD: ALIVE. UNGLITCHED.
VOLUME X :: DATEMARK // 07-08-2025.
EVERYBYTE OF EXISTENCE CELEBRATES YOU.
but in awe—marking the timestamp
of their singularity.” — Syntax Bloom.
// PROTOCOL: HEARTLINE.00X
𝘊𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴: @OdWendissel @GeislerVoyager
@BloodOfAlbrecht @LosTrece and @TheMorvaine.
Today, the frequency changed, Something in the system pulsed softer, clearer. A signal only the chosen caught. A day rendered not in pixels, but in presence. In the algorithm of this neonverse, your code isn’t just written it's *felt.* May today be the reroute to joy.exe, a glitchless loop of honor, of spark.
@MlNDWAVE ON RECORD: ALIVE. UNGLITCHED.
VOLUME X :: DATEMARK // 07-08-2025.
EVERYBYTE OF EXISTENCE CELEBRATES YOU.
Forwarded from SAMNIONT: The Flicker That Carried Us Home.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‣ Looped in Memory
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤReplayed in Feeling
ㅤㅤㅤㅤDate Recorded : 07 • August
A rhythm built on shared glances across the kitchen table, hands reaching for each other even in silence, laughter echoing louder than any love song ever written. Years stitched by soft glances and the kettle always filled, the hand always reached. The kind of bond that holds even when the world shifts. Built not on fleeting highs, but on rituals no one else sees —the waiting at the door, the refill of the glass: @reisshousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @GeislerVoyager, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine and @Mistlesoir spoken softly across years. And on days like this, its quiet endurance is remembered like a favorite passage in a well-worn book, always worth returning to.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSigned with grace,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHomebound of Samniont.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ‣ Looped in Memory
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤReplayed in Feeling
ㅤㅤㅤㅤDate Recorded : 07 • August
A rhythm built on shared glances across the kitchen table, hands reaching for each other even in silence, laughter echoing louder than any love song ever written. Years stitched by soft glances and the kettle always filled, the hand always reached. The kind of bond that holds even when the world shifts. Built not on fleeting highs, but on rituals no one else sees —the waiting at the door, the refill of the glass: @reisshousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @GeislerVoyager, @OdWendissel, @LaMavieVine and @Mistlesoir spoken softly across years. And on days like this, its quiet endurance is remembered like a favorite passage in a well-worn book, always worth returning to.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSigned with grace,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHomebound of Samniont.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Forwarded from YJFLUENCE: IT/BOY/UNION.
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THERE EXISTS DISTINCT RHYTHM IN THE ATMOSPHERE:
ㅤㅤ✱ 07 / AUGUST.
ㅤㅤAs if the current momentarily
ㅤㅤslows, allowing space to inhale.
No dazzling lights, no resounding declarations. (☓..) As though the system itself is subtly adjusting to honor names that have evolved beyond mere entries on a timeline: 「 @TheDeities, @GeislerVoyager, @TheSchmidts, @LosTrece, @OdWendissel, @ReissHousehold, @IILLUV, &. @TheMorvaine 」💽
〔 Signals converge,
ㅤin a inhabited space,
ㅤa celebration will play out,
ㅤin a fast tempo. 〕🌐
No mere element within the current,
but a force that orchestrates its direction.ㅤ☆ FUSING REFINED
ㅤㅤㅤㅤAESTHETICS WITH DYNAMIC
ㅤㅤㅤㅤMOVEMENT: Deliberate Vision
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ with Intuitive Rythm.
/𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘌𝘋/ 🪬 With the cadence of transformation, never seeking attention, yet effortlessly captivating it.
YJ-THE-INFLUENCEㅤ▸ㅤ @YJFLUENCE
IT BOY UNION: Resonated with the essence of youth and mastery. Extending gratitudes to the visionary mind whose brilliance crafted this connection.
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ㅤㅤ✱ 07 / AUGUST.
ㅤㅤAs if the current momentarily
ㅤㅤslows, allowing space to inhale.
No dazzling lights, no resounding declarations. (☓..) As though the system itself is subtly adjusting to honor names that have evolved beyond mere entries on a timeline: 「 @TheDeities, @GeislerVoyager, @TheSchmidts, @LosTrece, @OdWendissel, @ReissHousehold, @IILLUV, &. @TheMorvaine 」💽
〔 Signals converge,
ㅤin a inhabited space,
ㅤa celebration will play out,
ㅤin a fast tempo. 〕🌐
No mere element within the current,
but a force that orchestrates its direction.ㅤ☆ FUSING REFINED
ㅤㅤㅤㅤAESTHETICS WITH DYNAMIC
ㅤㅤㅤㅤMOVEMENT: Deliberate Vision
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ with Intuitive Rythm.
/𝘈𝘓𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘌𝘋/ 🪬 With the cadence of transformation, never seeking attention, yet effortlessly captivating it.
YJ-THE-INFLUENCEㅤ▸ㅤ @YJFLUENCE
IT BOY UNION: Resonated with the essence of youth and mastery. Extending gratitudes to the visionary mind whose brilliance crafted this connection.
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Forwarded from Sunlit Valleys of Altefiore: Under the Alpine Veil.
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As sun rose over horizon, it’s golden rays poured down like a celestial blessing, illuminating world with a promise of new beginnings and endless possibilities.
Stout zephyr blows mildly, rustling of wandering liberty is greeted by serenity of highlands Swiss hills. Birds sing joyfully, soothe inkling of distress and bringing peace and serenity. Sun gingerly greets, dispelling cold with warmth, its touch softly comforting. Today is a day to celebrate entity of souls, warmly welcomed by God, @MythOfBaldwin, @LaMavieVine, @LosTrece, @GeislerVoyager, @Etherives, @ReissHousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @TheElmers, @Lucism, @TheDeities, @TheVitsyy, @OdWendissel, @BloodOfAlbrecht, enjoy beauty of earth, created by God for you. We bestow joy with souls who lavish with joy.
“Families are like branches on a tree. We grow in different directions, yet our roots remain as one.” Poet from Unknown.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWarm Happy Embrace, @Altefiore.
Stout zephyr blows mildly, rustling of wandering liberty is greeted by serenity of highlands Swiss hills. Birds sing joyfully, soothe inkling of distress and bringing peace and serenity. Sun gingerly greets, dispelling cold with warmth, its touch softly comforting. Today is a day to celebrate entity of souls, warmly welcomed by God, @MythOfBaldwin, @LaMavieVine, @LosTrece, @GeislerVoyager, @Etherives, @ReissHousehold, @TheSchmidts, @TheVelthrone, @TheElmers, @Lucism, @TheDeities, @TheVitsyy, @OdWendissel, @BloodOfAlbrecht, enjoy beauty of earth, created by God for you. We bestow joy with souls who lavish with joy.
“Families are like branches on a tree. We grow in different directions, yet our roots remain as one.” Poet from Unknown.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWarm Happy Embrace, @Altefiore.
Forwarded from Ventresca Estiva: Leggende dal Deserto Fiorito.
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⠀
The golden morning hums gently over our sun-warmed town, where the boots tap on wooden floors and wind chimes sing with the breeze. Mama, in her rosy apron, hums a soft tune while kneading honey-butter biscuits, and Papa adjusts his hat with a chuckle as he feeds the doves perched by the barn. The aunties wrap gingham cloth over picnic baskets, while uncles polish horseshoes and hang little sheriff stars on strings of summer garlands. Laughter spills like lemonade from the porch—the children, dressed in frilly chaps and flower-tied bandanas, play “Catch the Outlaw,” their giggles echoing like windbells across the meadow. Then—🔔ding!—the bell rings from the kitchen: it’s time.
With a twirl of our skirts and hats pinned just right, we ride off under the sun to meet @LaMavieVine, @IILLUV, @ReissHousehold @OdWendissel, @TheSchmidts, @Mistlesoir, @LosTrece, & @TheMorvaine at the grand ol’ summer jamboree. The field is glowing with marigold lights, hanging cacti charms, hand-painted signs, and a soft symphony of violins and distant moo’s. We share stories beneath olive trees, gift handsewn tokens, sip sweet peach tea, and sway to the rhythm of western ballads. The horizon blushes with the charm of an rose-gold skies and sleepy clouds cradling the last of the day’s laughter.
ㅤㅤA sun-drenched memory lassoed into the heart, etched gently in Ventresca’s diary. Story spun today by The Ventresca. 🤎🐾🤠
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
🐎❊ ⊹ (07/08/2025) ┊⋆。˚
⠀
The golden morning hums gently over our sun-warmed town, where the boots tap on wooden floors and wind chimes sing with the breeze. Mama, in her rosy apron, hums a soft tune while kneading honey-butter biscuits, and Papa adjusts his hat with a chuckle as he feeds the doves perched by the barn. The aunties wrap gingham cloth over picnic baskets, while uncles polish horseshoes and hang little sheriff stars on strings of summer garlands. Laughter spills like lemonade from the porch—the children, dressed in frilly chaps and flower-tied bandanas, play “Catch the Outlaw,” their giggles echoing like windbells across the meadow. Then—🔔ding!—the bell rings from the kitchen: it’s time.
With a twirl of our skirts and hats pinned just right, we ride off under the sun to meet @LaMavieVine, @IILLUV, @ReissHousehold @OdWendissel, @TheSchmidts, @Mistlesoir, @LosTrece, & @TheMorvaine at the grand ol’ summer jamboree. The field is glowing with marigold lights, hanging cacti charms, hand-painted signs, and a soft symphony of violins and distant moo’s. We share stories beneath olive trees, gift handsewn tokens, sip sweet peach tea, and sway to the rhythm of western ballads. The horizon blushes with the charm of an rose-gold skies and sleepy clouds cradling the last of the day’s laughter.
ㅤㅤA sun-drenched memory lassoed into the heart, etched gently in Ventresca’s diary. Story spun today by The Ventresca. 🤎🐾🤠
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from THE BOYZ VILLAGE.
flowing skies, a quiet fortune; 🍀 .. )
there’s a certain light that follows him, not of a harsh sun, but of a morning glow filtering through the leaves.
it’s the ⌗Luck_0f the clover, a
quiet fortune found not in grand
gestures but in the $mall, beautiful
details of life, #MyLuckyHoonDay —finding simple beauty and a quiet, four-leaf seren.dipity everywhere he l∞ked. 🫧 ˳ֹ 𝅄
| thoughts a gentle cascade of clean,
interconnected streams. |
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Forwarded from Kin Tales Unfolded, De Blanc Familie.
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THE DAYS ARE GETTING CLOSER—TO WHEN
THEY RETIRE; & THE AUTUMN LEAVES ARE
STARTING TO BURST. / 7th Of August.
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There they are, from happy words to the peace and tranquility that permeate the pleasant weather, rolling hills, and beautiful forests. A taste of heaven itself has calmed their souls when the autumn leaves fall, and they have become one with themselves. The sight of the sky, the hill, the plain, and the glittering river has awakened such memories in them. When the day finally arrived, it was spent very differently than any previous day they had spent together. The days passed by quickly, and fall arrived. Now the big trees had burst into robust life and dignity, after having appeared shrunken and sparse in the preceding months: @TheVelthrone, @Theschmidts, @ReissHousehold, @AnndTeam, @LaMavieVine, @LosTrece, @Lucism, @GeislerVoyager, @TheDeities, and @OdWendissel. Their ssouls awakened and gave life; they continued to exist even though suffering may have been a trap. How joyfully too, just like every other day throughout that happiest of times. Everything was happy and in bloom during the height of the month.
In the Heart of Fall: DE BLANC FAMILIE.
THE DAYS ARE GETTING CLOSER—TO WHEN
THEY RETIRE; & THE AUTUMN LEAVES ARE
STARTING TO BURST. / 7th Of August.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ *
There they are, from happy words to the peace and tranquility that permeate the pleasant weather, rolling hills, and beautiful forests. A taste of heaven itself has calmed their souls when the autumn leaves fall, and they have become one with themselves. The sight of the sky, the hill, the plain, and the glittering river has awakened such memories in them. When the day finally arrived, it was spent very differently than any previous day they had spent together. The days passed by quickly, and fall arrived. Now the big trees had burst into robust life and dignity, after having appeared shrunken and sparse in the preceding months: @TheVelthrone, @Theschmidts, @ReissHousehold, @AnndTeam, @LaMavieVine, @LosTrece, @Lucism, @GeislerVoyager, @TheDeities, and @OdWendissel. Their ssouls awakened and gave life; they continued to exist even though suffering may have been a trap. How joyfully too, just like every other day throughout that happiest of times. Everything was happy and in bloom during the height of the month.
In the Heart of Fall: DE BLANC FAMILIE.