ㅤ
ㅤshe waits where the white
ㅤmare wanders. the palace
ㅤlights are 𝓁ℴ𝓃ℊ ℊℴ𝓃ℯ. still,
ㅤshe lingers by the gates as
ㅤif someone might return.
ㅤ
ㅤshe waits where the white
ㅤmare wanders. the palace
ㅤlights are 𝓁ℴ𝓃ℊ ℊℴ𝓃ℯ. still,
ㅤshe lingers by the gates as
ㅤif someone might return.
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ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ𝓒loaked in phantom mist
ㅤㅤthe lost princess and her
ㅤㅤpale stallion emerged from
ㅤㅤthe realm “nobody knows”
ㅤㅤ....finally home¿ ❀̥
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ㅤ ㅤ𝓒loaked in phantom mist
ㅤㅤthe lost princess and her
ㅤㅤpale stallion emerged from
ㅤㅤthe realm “nobody knows”
ㅤㅤ
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▒▒▒ /. Pale ribbons drift through the mist, carrying the weight of نسيان hours. soft distortion beneath midnight glass, 🕯️🗝
A SHIMMER LEFT BEHIND. . 🖤
where the silence settles deepest.
A SHIMMER LEFT BEHIND. . 🖤
where the silence settles deepest.
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Forwarded from Rosvethian: Fallen Ivory Throne.
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𝒊. midnight carried the dust away, but not the memory. . 𓂃݊
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‹ الصمت 🪦🖤 /. SILENCE ›
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‹ الصمت 🪦🖤 /. SILENCE ›
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▒▒▒ 𝓡un away — not chased, ु
only unheard. she walks༄ ֹ
past ivory echoes, hollow 𝅄 ׄ
choosing “silence over” return. 🖤🕯️
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ㅤ─── ⋆ ༄ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔒𝔫𝔢 ༄ ⋆ ───
ㅤ𝖦𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍. 🩶🪞
ㅤ𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗀,
ㅤ𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾./ 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ「 سر 」
ㅤ𝖦𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗎𝗌𝗍. 🩶🪞
ㅤ𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗀,
ㅤ𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾./ 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ「 سر 」
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a princess made of light
and absence./ روحها
ㅤ
a princess made of light
and absence./ روحها
ㅤ
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▒▒▒ she runs — not to escape,
but to remember who she
was. through silver winds
and endless dark, the forgotten
𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 chooses motion over
being found . . . 𓏲ּ𝄢
🪦🗝|།ིྀ Ghostly echoes fade within the silent halls, casting away the shroud of نسيان years &.
a sovereign pulse beneath the silver mist ˚࿔✶
a sovereign pulse beneath the silver mist ˚࿔✶
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ㅤthe forgotten /. ابنة silent halls. . 🕯️🖤
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ(@Rosvethian's, 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟿)
ㅤㅤtarnished silver dust laden lace
ㅤㅤwilted lilies /. forgotten hymns
ㅤㅤ𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭. ❦𓍢ִ໋
ㅤㅤtarnished silver dust laden lace
ㅤㅤwilted lilies /. forgotten hymns
ㅤㅤ𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓭. ❦𓍢ִ໋
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Another /. الذكرى ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHIDDEN BENEATH
ㅤㅤ ㅤ IVORY WALLS &. WAITING
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTO BE FOUND. . 🕯🖤
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHIDDEN BENEATH
ㅤㅤ ㅤ IVORY WALLS &. WAITING
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTO BE FOUND. . 🕯🖤
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