ㅤㅤ  { 𑁍 }  ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
     THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
       ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
            A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE


In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @MystiCats, @SheIsMathilde, @Ectura, @TheAescendants, @Ningrounds, and @RosierGateau., we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.

"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where   kin  of
midnight’s shadowed  line  celebrate   in
darkened  shine!” (...)

             ────── 〔✿〕──────

ㅤㅤㅤ 🪶.. )  with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheEldraeth

        

(25) THE CHRISTMAS TREE BEAMS
LUMINOUSLY IN AMIDST OF NIGHT.
GIFT-BEARING CARRIAGES DISEMBARKS
TO DELIVER LOVE. / INCARNATE: HYMN.

The celebration was marvelous, pious, immaculate symptomatic faith that has been preserved from year-to-year. Its form of devotee, oh not mere for others, but also oneself. The portcullis are unlocked, permit everyone to come and savoring every corner decorated with stars, ribbons and blossoms, characteristic of Christmas. The space was not sole for mingling, but uniting souls with same frequency.

(OPEN HOUSE.) @MlNDWAVE.
𑅀 CHERISHING      IN      CHRISTMAS.
MINDWAVE: SOOTH CHRONICLE.
“ELYSIUM OF EXALTATION.” 🎄

The sounds of ballad, serenade, from symphony of trumpets & violins emanate blessedly like end of the world leading to elysium. The opening, to merge with pristine merriment. This epistle, this invitation, was intented for sacred candescent, chock-full with divine covenants, return to aim where Christmas becomes a last harbour in end December.

        

ㅤㅤ  { 𑁍 }  ׂ THE MAJESTIC KIN JUBILATION
     THE BANQUET OF GRACE UNFOLDS ANEW
       ETCHED IN THE QUIET DEPTHS OF TIME
            A TAPESTRY OF SPLENDOR WHOLE


In the shadowed depths of eventide’s grace, the kin of the black swan gather in shadowed grace, their goblets gleaming beneath the moon's soft gaze. A feast of lace and mystery awaits, as whispers weave in the hallowed hall. To thee, @TreasurePreciouss, @TheWilkins, @teezelt, @TheHartwell, & @HeartSteallar; we raise our hearts and blessings, like silver rain upon thy name. As the black swan soars this night, our loyalty endures, steadfast and true.

"let this feast in honor stand a gathering
wrought by timeless hand, where   kin  of
midnight’s shadowed  line  celebrate   in
darkened  shine!” (...)

                              ────── 〔✿〕──────

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ    🪶.. )  with reverent heart
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ                @TheEldraeth

Morning

Izin mas.