SJARN: The Winterwatch
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Radiance seeps through hushed casements, dust drifting like sanctified memories. ๐“‚ƒ  เฃช @TheSjarn cradles a dwelling kept warm by the quiet endurance of kinship and the stillness of belonging. ๐Ÿ 

โŸข  @TheSjarnBot | @SjarnsRobot (SFS)
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ใ…คใ…คใ…คTHE BITING WIND WAILED LOUDLY,
ใ…คใ…คNow as mirthful laughter ๏ผ Now as somber farewellโ€” ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธถหšโ€Œโ€Œโ€Œโœš

The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles.

ใ…คใ…คใ…คTHE HEARTHFATHER. (Mother, 1980-1996)๐Ÿฉธหšโ—ž เพ€เฝฒ
ใ…คใ…คใ…คASHKEEPERS ๏ผ MOURNING CHOIR. (Auncles, 1990-1998)๐Ÿฉธหšโ—ž เพ€เฝฒ
ใ…คใ…คใ…คSHADOWPILLARS. (Eldest, 1999-2002)๐Ÿฉธหšโ—ž เพ€เฝฒ
ใ…คใ…คใ…คASHENโ”€VEILS. (Middle, 2003-2006)๐Ÿฉธหšโ—ž เพ€เฝฒ
ใ…คใ…คใ…คPALE EMBERS ๏ผ VEILBEARERS. (Youngest, 2007-2010)๐Ÿฉธหšโ—ž เพ€เฝฒ

ใ…คโ›โ› In the end, a child must grow up,
ใ…คใ…คand   they   must   surpass   their
ใ…คใ…คparents. Only thus may  a  family
ใ…คใ…คflourish. I (Father.)  look  forward
ใ…คใ…คto hear what 'family' means.
๐Ÿซ€ โœโœ

May The Tsaritsa Bless You.
My comrade, 'tis I, (YOUR NAME + USERNAME), alias (YOUR MUSE + YOUR LINE) has retrieved from our duty in INAZUMA.

ใ…คใ…คMessage Sent From: @IgnarevsMailBot.

(19th of June, 202X)
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nighty night, sjarnies! and happy weekend~ โ™ฅ๏ธ
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Forwarded from BE WISH: #19GameOnRyo
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๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐˜†๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—œ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป
                ๐— ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—ฎ ๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€
                       ๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐ŸŽน

           โ”ˆโ”โ”โ”“โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”โ•ฏโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
           โ”ˆโ”ฃโ”โ”ซโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ฃโ•ฏโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ
           โ•ญโ”ซโ•ญโ”ซโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ƒโ”ˆโ•ญโ”ซโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ƒโ”ˆ
            โ•ฐโ•ฏโ•ฐโ•ฏโ”ˆโ•ญโ”ซโ”ˆโ•ฐโ•ฏโ”ˆโ•ญโ”ซโ”ˆ
            โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฐโ•ฏโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ•ฐโ•ฏโ”ˆ

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Jaehee's final melody framed
memories before the voice faded
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Whispering winds guide wishes
Mossy keys grant silent bliss
Chords awake a magical abyss
Fate unfolds inside his wish

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ใ…คใ…คPRONOUNCEMENT FROM THE
       WINTER CASTE-OATHS
. | 20th
       ISOLATE HOME CATCH SCENE.

Hearken to this utterance through corridors wherein silence takes residence, windows blind with hoarfrost, and rooftops laden heaviness with the snow. Ardor thickens, yet in that devotion we summon wishes to @Samniont, @FamilieSchumann, @LiesbonSisters, @Courthlace for their winsome monthiversary jubilee.

Therefore, they aren't some ephemeral apparitions that skim across forgotten panes, nor background figures consign to shadow, but the principal frame afterglow that clings as the lens gathers frost. Endlessly shall callbacks ring, and pure delight through dwelling alone, but never lonesome with snow corridors heritage.

                   From the frost-bound
                   shelter,
@Sjarns ๐Ÿš–๐Ÿชพ
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I never found myself so deep beyond the shadows before. The water felt running through my body, and it didnโ€™t hurt. Not that I expected it to be: But because I wanted it to be. I wanted it to rush and cling upon my skin, leaving a mark that screamed the love you gave me. How I wish this moment lasts forever with you, #TicketToHeavenEP4.
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ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€๐€ ๐…๐ž๐ฌ๐ญใ€€ ๐จ๐Ÿใ€€ ๐•ญ๐–‘๐–”๐–”๐–‰๐–‘๐–š๐–˜๐–™,
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€         ๐’๐จ๐ฏ๐ซ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐“๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€  #ScreamForHoyeon .  . ๐Ÿ”ช  เพ

  ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด  remain untold as the sphere slips
  beyond   the  horizon.  Dark  boreal  dusk
  seizing   peopleโ€™s    biggest ใ€€    paranoia.
  Midnight      arrives,      while        crimson
  reflections  stain the darkness in shades
  of  maroon.  A  bash must ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐ญ  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž
  ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž  scream  that lingers long  after
  the   night    has   fallen. ๐Ÿฉธึด เฃช๐–ค
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