Forwarded from Kaishu Sōke: Memory of the Fallen Camellia.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓆩 椿ついに地に舞ふ 𓆪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ The Camellia Petals
ㅤㅤㅤ ༘⋆ㅤ Have Begun To Bloom.ㅤ . ݁₊ __ㅤ
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓆩 椿ついに地に舞ふ 𓆪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ The Camellia Petals
ㅤㅤㅤ ༘⋆ㅤ Have Begun To Bloom.ㅤ . ݁₊ __ㅤ
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xx:07ㅤㅤ #KaishuInBloom.ㅤㅤ🌺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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ㅤECHOES OF THE UNSEEN: 🧿
ㅤㅤTHERE'S SOMETHING
ㅤㅤABOUT THE SILENCE
ㅤ AT 3AM /. HOW IT
ㅤ HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
ㅤWe’ve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Our shadows across the hallway, @HouseOfEyre, @IVERIEZ, & @Caldune. We raise a glass... if the glass doesn’t shatter first. You don’t just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
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💈🪬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories you’re sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
📿. @PARANOVRMAL.
ㅤㅤTHERE'S SOMETHING
ㅤㅤABOUT THE SILENCE
ㅤ AT 3AM /. HOW IT
ㅤ HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
ㅤWe’ve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Our shadows across the hallway, @HouseOfEyre, @IVERIEZ, & @Caldune. We raise a glass... if the glass doesn’t shatter first. You don’t just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
💈🪬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories you’re sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
📿. @PARANOVRMAL.
Forwarded from TXTCAMP. ✧ 𝒞𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑔𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟!
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ㅤ ㅤ✮⋆˙ 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝓜𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐂 ˙⋆✮
ㅤ 𝓐 constellation stirs; five stars in
ㅤ harmonious ascent, etching youth
ㅤ into the heartbeat of 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 𓂃⋆.°.
Through shimmering galaxies and stardust laughter, a new chapter unfolds: radiant with rhythm, stitched in one sky. Infinite lights.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ WE RISE WITH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE STAR CHAPTER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝚇
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #STARSWITHTXT
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···⟡ Into the gravity of hope, into the rhythm of rebirth. (𝑖.) We’re no longer mere listeners, but constellations—scattered, yet connected by the unseen string of some shared stellar. IN THIS SPACE, 𝑊𝐸 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝐼𝑁𝐹𝐼𝑁𝐼𝑇𝐸.
〰️ ★ 〰️
ㅤ So rise, not just to witness, but
ㅤ to become. Let joy be your compass
ㅤ and stardust be your crown. The
ㅤ chapter begins, not with an ending,
ㅤ but with the honest ascent.
〰️ ★ 〰️
𝐴𝑠 𝐿𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑒’𝑟𝑒 𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑊𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐵𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.
𝑁𝑜 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
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ㅤ ㅤ✮⋆˙ 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝓜𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐂 ˙⋆✮
ㅤ 𝓐 constellation stirs; five stars in
ㅤ harmonious ascent, etching youth
ㅤ into the heartbeat of 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 𓂃⋆.°.
Through shimmering galaxies and stardust laughter, a new chapter unfolds: radiant with rhythm, stitched in one sky. Infinite lights.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ WE RISE WITH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE STAR CHAPTER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝚇
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ #STARSWITHTXT
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ㅤ𝘛𝘖 𝘍𝘖𝘓𝘓𝘖𝘞 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘐𝘚 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘛𝘖 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘚𝘌, 𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝘛𝘖
ㅤ𝘋𝘙𝘐𝘍𝘛 𝘞𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘠, 𝘚𝘖𝘍𝘛𝘓𝘠, 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘖𝘙𝘉𝘐𝘛.
···⟡ Into the gravity of hope, into the rhythm of rebirth. (𝑖.) We’re no longer mere listeners, but constellations—scattered, yet connected by the unseen string of some shared stellar. IN THIS SPACE, 𝑊𝐸 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝐼𝑁𝐹𝐼𝑁𝐼𝑇𝐸.
ㅤ So rise, not just to witness, but
ㅤ to become. Let joy be your compass
ㅤ and stardust be your crown. The
ㅤ chapter begins, not with an ending,
ㅤ but with the honest ascent.
𝐴𝑠 𝐿𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑒’𝑟𝑒 𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟, 𝑊𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝐵𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟.
𝑁𝑜 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑇𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
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ㅤECHOES OF THE UNSEEN: 🧿
ㅤㅤTHERE'S SOMETHING
ㅤㅤABOUT THE SILENCE
ㅤ AT 3AM /. HOW IT
ㅤ HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
ㅤWe’ve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Our shadows across the hallway, @Internerdz @Landofhathaway @ReverieOfAmity @HiddenBureau @Courthlace and @FamilieSchumann We raise a glass... if the glass doesn’t shatter first. You don’t just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
💈🪬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories you’re sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
📿. @PARANOVRMAL.
ㅤㅤTHERE'S SOMETHING
ㅤㅤABOUT THE SILENCE
ㅤ AT 3AM /. HOW IT
ㅤ HUMS LOUDER THAN
ANY SCREAM?
ㅤWe’ve learned that joy can take
strange shapes, like laughter
echoing from an empty hallway,
or the clink of silverware.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Our shadows across the hallway, @Internerdz @Landofhathaway @ReverieOfAmity @HiddenBureau @Courthlace and @FamilieSchumann We raise a glass... if the glass doesn’t shatter first. You don’t just enter a home, you haunt it with footsteps that vanish, and lullabies no one remembers singing.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
💈🪬.. Cryptic messages on fogged mirrors, and memories you’re sure are yours. All the cold spots and camcorder static from the beyond,
📿. @PARANOVRMAL.