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Forwarded from The House of Stahlbaum: Echoes of the Nutcracker’s Legacy.
In the tender murmurs of eternity, a narrative unfolded—a haven where kindred spirits sought refuge in the embrace of unity. Thus, the Stahlbaum came to life, a sanctuary for hearts aspiring toward connection and growth. Now, the gates stand open once more, awaiting those destined to pen the next chapter of our tale.
We graciously extend this call to those born between 1991-1998, inviting you to step into the cherished roles of nurturers—UNCLES and AUNTIES—who will weave threads of wisdom and care into the fabric of our family. Furthermore, we graciously extend an invitation to those born between the years of 2005-2008 to assume the esteemed role of the YOUNGEST MEMBERS within our cherished family. Your guidance shall bring balance and harmony, fostering a spirit of unity as we journey forward together. With your presence, we aspire to cultivate a haven of warmth, sincerity, and shared purpose, where hearts may grow and bonds deepen.
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
Please be advised that we reject duplicates or clones, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only ONE MUSE SLOT is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
We graciously extend this call to those born between 1991-1998, inviting you to step into the cherished roles of nurturers—UNCLES and AUNTIES—who will weave threads of wisdom and care into the fabric of our family. Furthermore, we graciously extend an invitation to those born between the years of 2005-2008 to assume the esteemed role of the YOUNGEST MEMBERS within our cherished family. Your guidance shall bring balance and harmony, fostering a spirit of unity as we journey forward together. With your presence, we aspire to cultivate a haven of warmth, sincerity, and shared purpose, where hearts may grow and bonds deepen.
For those who seek to join, kindly inscribe your intent in this format and submit to @StahlbaumRobot:
Greetings, Stahlbaum! I am (your name & username), born in the year (your birthday), and my muse is the illustrious (your muse). I sincerely hope this message finds you in good spirits, and I extend my heartfelt gratitude for your attention.
Please be advised that we reject duplicates or clones, and any such discoveries will be met with resolute action. We also wish to inform you that only ONE MUSE SLOT is available, and we kindly request that you consult our TAKEN LIST before submitting your response. Should you have any inquiries, please address them in a letter and direct it to our residence in Land of Snowflakes.
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Forwarded from VELVET WORLD.
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⁺‧₊˚ “𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙕, 𝙄𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾, 𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙊𝙉!” 🪽
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𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡-𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐘𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦’𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟓𝐭𝐡. 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭:
⠀:¨ ·.·
⠀`· .💄 .. Sun-kissed symphony:
⠀⠀⠀⠀to watercolor the night in
⠀⠀⠀⠀fuchsia and strobes, to drop
⠀⠀⠀⠀in diamond-chilled ecstasy,
⠀⠀⠀⠀to stay between luminous
⠀⠀⠀⠀chaos and candy-coated.
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⁺‧₊˚ “𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙕, 𝙄𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙄𝘾, 𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙊𝙉!” 🪽
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𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡-𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐦, 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐘𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦’𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟓𝐭𝐡. 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭:
ㅤㅤㅤ #26ShiningYearsOfYERI.
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⠀:¨ ·.·
⠀`· .
⠀⠀⠀⠀to watercolor the night in
⠀⠀⠀⠀fuchsia and strobes, to drop
⠀⠀⠀⠀in diamond-chilled ecstasy,
⠀⠀⠀⠀to stay between luminous
⠀⠀⠀⠀chaos and candy-coated.
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(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheZachruelle, @Marcheford, @DynastLands, @GrimOfFost, @Benyies, @ThePettals, @TheFinches, @konyolers, and @CavalcadeDiFamilia steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.
Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheZachruelle, @Marcheford, @DynastLands, @GrimOfFost, @Benyies, @ThePettals, @TheFinches, @konyolers, and @CavalcadeDiFamilia steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.
Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Morning, Arthes! Have a nice day yaa.
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drop @ bot famiyi/paguy kalian doooonk! ada yang mau mampir 🧌
[DISBANDED] The Howarth: Butterfly's Nebulae Heir.
drop @ bot famiyi/paguy kalian doooonk! ada yang mau mampir 🧌
Mamanya Howarth mau ikut mampir! 🥰
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(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheRushforth, @TheTymme, @AbyssOfHorizon, @SignorEsquire, @TissueCIub, @HunterBrigade, @GyuTeam, @mysticseo, @Kanfield, @ScionsOfShui steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.
Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
(Tale Of Yore.) Butterflies with crystalware wings behind dream grace flitted 'neath the skies where the moon silver light occured upon the air. Here, in this sacred space as night deepens and moon paints earth with glow, we recall the legends of our past: eternally criss–cross. Our voices murmur into forest rivulet. May the moon’s reverent beams ever guide @TheRushforth, @TheTymme, @AbyssOfHorizon, @SignorEsquire, @TissueCIub, @HunterBrigade, @GyuTeam, @mysticseo, @Kanfield, @ScionsOfShui steps enlightening the alleyway through life’s ebb and flow. The moments we have partaken, like stellar corse aflame, do leave mark upon the mould through remembrance. Henceforth, all of this serve as tokens through the ageless ties that bind us, plying endless march of time itself. A tapestry, it is, of love and fellowship, wrought with filaments that surmount the confines of space and time’s domain. Let the moon carry our heartfelt wishes, and still shining brightly even amongst the darkest of nights.
Fondly, from our hearts to yours,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ The Howarth. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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