Forwarded from Rosier de Cacao: A Trace of Pastry Sweetness.
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VALENTINE ARISES OF BAKERY (166) SOLEMN, ROSIER GATEAU.
The chocolate of lineage and letters of sweet things with near-mythic artistry converge into a singular tapestry of exalted sentiment. The spheres thickens with a warmth in grace of sanctuary season’s into a honours affection with something specials.
OPEN GATE. ♥︎’
FOR EVERYONE IN SOLEMNITY:
The essence of emerges within reminiscent of hills, the morsel approached the delicate-sweetness in a grandeur alchemy ;
✶ Royal Dark Chocolate (1995-1999)
✶ Noir Chocolate (2000-2005)
✶ Blanc Chocolate (2006-2012)
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Pralines on roses-splendour:
submit the forms into @TheRosiersBot depth.
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VALENTINE ARISES OF BAKERY (166) SOLEMN, ROSIER GATEAU.
The chocolate of lineage and letters of sweet things with near-mythic artistry converge into a singular tapestry of exalted sentiment. The spheres thickens with a warmth in grace of sanctuary season’s into a honours affection with something specials.
OPEN GATE. ♥︎’
FOR EVERYONE IN SOLEMNITY:
Soulful sweetheart. I’m (name of your muse, liner) ready-to feel the same reigns in love throughout something sweet &.’ warmth, I will be the hymns for @RosierGateau and forever will be remembered as (your name, @.)The essence of emerges within reminiscent of hills, the morsel approached the delicate-sweetness in a grandeur alchemy ;
✶ Royal Dark Chocolate (1995-1999)
✶ Noir Chocolate (2000-2005)
✶ Blanc Chocolate (2006-2012)
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ARDOURS IN CENTURIES. \ 📮 (2010) An emissary of a deeper interior world: Speech For Taken List. A phrases that inhales with the lines. Pralines on roses-splendour:
submit the forms into @TheRosiersBot depth.
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𝗔 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗡𝗦. ´ཀ 🈳
A condemned circle where revenants clutch obsolete fortunes and gnaw at fading echoes. To proceed, we eclipse their malice and cross bramble that remembers every atrocity, while the upper world flickers as fractured archives denied absolution. The pendulum has oscillated beyond recall; the festivity feels perpetual—less benediction, more an anomalous loop convened for those we shall inscribe: @TreeHearst @SJofficiall @ElderOfbrume @Mondzelt @TheKiiru
The present composes itself as a delirious chronicle—ornate, algorithmic, incessantly humming beneath each suspended hour. ﾒ
And with all the tacit iniquity we harbor,
@Sethlore. 𓂀
Again and again, I always feel beautiful in the clothes I wear 🎗🤍
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Forwarded from Wishes 𝑓𝑜𝑟 GFriend. #SinBs28thMotion.
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✵⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀#EunhaOverTheMoon.
✦ ⠀⠀ A tale of Eunha’s 29th
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Moonbound Odyssey. ☽
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There comes many sayings of delights trotting the Moon above. Be it lunar goddesses or little angels, or rabbits huddling over mortars thereof; thus on the centre stage stood beloved Eunha-the-bun, whose twinkling eyes bode the faraway crescent moon. Take a guess, would her moonbound odyssey bear fruits this year? ⋆˙⟡
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✵⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀#EunhaOverTheMoon.
✦ ⠀⠀ A tale of Eunha’s 29th
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Moonbound Odyssey. ☽
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♡
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⊂_﹏u u﹏_⊃
There comes many sayings of delights trotting the Moon above. Be it lunar goddesses or little angels, or rabbits huddling over mortars thereof; thus on the centre stage stood beloved Eunha-the-bun, whose twinkling eyes bode the faraway crescent moon. Take a guess, would her moonbound odyssey bear fruits this year? ⋆˙⟡
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Forwarded from Wishes 𝑓𝑜𝑟 GFriend. #SinBs28thMotion.
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Time for the moon night! The first course of action for a rabbit wanting to leap onto the moon: bid her five companions goodbye while thumping two front paws in promise of coming back safely. Check! Then, the second course of action would consist of stuffing her little pouch with many-a-delights, sweets and dumplings and vegetables alike. Check! The departure date is set in stone: at 30th of May, the bun would leap starwards.
Thus at the aforementioned date the rabbit hitched a star bound for the Milky Way. Holding tight to whatever she could grasp, and through the thrums of her earnest wishes, the stars aligned a passageway for her to traverse. Why, she took the liberty to bounce through each step, of course. Hop-hop-hop, it felt like time was passing ever so slowly in wait, or moreso the universe was holding its breath. The moment she treaded the long-yearned Moon; reaching the surface she had seen only in dreams after a thousand steps—careful of the craters—fluffles of jade rabbits alike had waited keenly in prospect.
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✦ PNG to ride the rhythm.
‧₊˚ ⋅ Star-tanned hand: MP4.
This tale was first pictured by @Pathcode, before weaved into a tapestry of scattered stars by Jingyi from @Claudyssey for the ‘bun to adorn. Through many years thus, the tale were spun far and wide by @CastleOfEryndor, @WEareSO, @SheIsMathilde, @Rocheveil, @Calsearth, @TheHansley, @Apartmeants and @GFRIlEND; with whom the sayings became a myth, and from the myth comes a beloved legend. (And to whom it may concern, within @GFriendRobot’s doors lay many more star-crossed tapestries to adorn, for it is more easily reached than the moon above.)
Packed with love,
@WishesForGFriend. 🐇♡
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Time for the moon night! The first course of action for a rabbit wanting to leap onto the moon: bid her five companions goodbye while thumping two front paws in promise of coming back safely. Check! Then, the second course of action would consist of stuffing her little pouch with many-a-delights, sweets and dumplings and vegetables alike. Check! The departure date is set in stone: at 30th of May, the bun would leap starwards.
Thus at the aforementioned date the rabbit hitched a star bound for the Milky Way. Holding tight to whatever she could grasp, and through the thrums of her earnest wishes, the stars aligned a passageway for her to traverse. Why, she took the liberty to bounce through each step, of course. Hop-hop-hop, it felt like time was passing ever so slowly in wait, or moreso the universe was holding its breath. The moment she treaded the long-yearned Moon; reaching the surface she had seen only in dreams after a thousand steps—careful of the craters—fluffles of jade rabbits alike had waited keenly in prospect.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖
✦ PNG to ride the rhythm.
‧₊˚ ⋅ Star-tanned hand: MP4.
This tale was first pictured by @Pathcode, before weaved into a tapestry of scattered stars by Jingyi from @Claudyssey for the ‘bun to adorn. Through many years thus, the tale were spun far and wide by @CastleOfEryndor, @WEareSO, @SheIsMathilde, @Rocheveil, @Calsearth, @TheHansley, @Apartmeants and @GFRIlEND; with whom the sayings became a myth, and from the myth comes a beloved legend. (And to whom it may concern, within @GFriendRobot’s doors lay many more star-crossed tapestries to adorn, for it is more easily reached than the moon above.)
Packed with love,
@WishesForGFriend. 🐇♡
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