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(RIPPED, BEATEN, BUT NEVER SILENCED—THE ONES WHO TURN RUINS INTO REVOLUTIONS.)
✮ … ‘Perfection is overrated. The best things come with scars, with stories, with proof that they’ve been through something and still remain. Sweetness clings to the cracks, but it’s the grit that makes it last. This isn’t about playing it safe. It’s about standing your ground when everything else tries to push you over. Doors don’t close on the ones who break through them.
This isn’t just a tribute, this is proof. Proof that real things don’t break, that those who push forward leave something behind that can’t be erased. Palaces may fall, but those who stand tall? They never do.
SIGNED IN RESISTANCE & REBELLION, @THEGRITNER.
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(RIPPED, BEATEN, BUT NEVER SILENCED—THE ONES WHO TURN RUINS INTO REVOLUTIONS.)
✮ … ‘Perfection is overrated. The best things come with scars, with stories, with proof that they’ve been through something and still remain. Sweetness clings to the cracks, but it’s the grit that makes it last. This isn’t about playing it safe. It’s about standing your ground when everything else tries to push you over. Doors don’t close on the ones who break through them.
“THIS IS FOR THE ONES WHO CARVE THEIR OWN PATH: @TheeRomanovna @WaveTeen @ZhouSeason, and @LeclairFamilie.”
This isn’t just a tribute, this is proof. Proof that real things don’t break, that those who push forward leave something behind that can’t be erased. Palaces may fall, but those who stand tall? They never do.
SIGNED IN RESISTANCE & REBELLION, @THEGRITNER.
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﴾ 🌬 ﴿ WHEN THE DUST STIRS
THERE THE BOND IS WOVEN
BENEATH THE S BREATHÆTHER’
Counting dæmons, tracing the fracture of the spheres . . .
✦•┈ ⋅⋯🌬 ⋯⋅ ┈•✦
𖥔 Spin hidden truths in brass and glass, one soul’s passage may seem as faint as candle smoke — yet it glimmers defiant against the gathering dark.
The @LegacyOfDustborne murmurs through the veils — from spired cathedrals where Scholars taste forbidden knowledge, to frozen wastes where Witches dream beneath auroras that whisper old names. Come — stand among the Lumina, Weavers of the Fractured Tapestry. We summon those whose souls tremble at the touch of Dust, whose shadows walk beside dæmons yet unspoken.
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Consult the Taken Ledger Here and see if your muse’s shadow still sleeps unbound.
When the compass points true, bring your secret to @Dustbornebot. The doorway stands ajar.
✶ THE TRUTH LIES BEYOND THE WORLD WE KNOW ✶
WATCH THE DUST — LISTEN — FOLLOW
THERE THE BOND IS WOVEN
BENEATH THE S BREATHÆTHER’
Counting dæmons, tracing the fracture of the spheres . . .
✦•┈ ⋅⋯
𖥔 Spin hidden truths in brass and glass, one soul’s passage may seem as faint as candle smoke — yet it glimmers defiant against the gathering dark.
The @LegacyOfDustborne murmurs through the veils — from spired cathedrals where Scholars taste forbidden knowledge, to frozen wastes where Witches dream beneath auroras that whisper old names. Come — stand among the Lumina, Weavers of the Fractured Tapestry. We summon those whose souls tremble at the touch of Dust, whose shadows walk beside dæmons yet unspoken.
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🌬 The Alethiometrist 1984-1998🌬 The Choosen Successor 1999-2003🌬 The Bridge Between Worlds 2004-2005🌬 The Daemon Whisperer 2006-2009
Consult the Taken Ledger Here and see if your muse’s shadow still sleeps unbound.
I, (muse’s name and lineage), shaped by the alethiometer’s turning hands, carved my oath in the drift of falling Dust. Through severed portals, led by dæmon whispers and starlight’s hush, to bear the name of (your name & @ )
When the compass points true, bring your secret to @Dustbornebot. The doorway stands ajar.
✶ THE TRUTH LIES BEYOND THE WORLD WE KNOW ✶
WATCH THE DUST — LISTEN — FOLLOW
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Today Gritner's Donghwa and Luthien's A_Na weren't doing much just sitting close, sharing one earphone, lettingI like Her by MacDemarco fill the quiet in between. No big plans, no deep talk, but somehow it felt enough. The kind of stillness that didn't feel awkward, just easy. Just because they were together.
Today Gritner's Donghwa and Luthien's A_Na weren't doing much just sitting close, sharing one earphone, letting
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