[DISBANDED] The Howarth: Butterfly's Nebulae Heir.
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(CONSTRUCT FACADE: @HowarthTales.)
Howarth Family built on normalcy as clock thicks and metronome from passing hours marked our hidden story. Mid–night descends through @TheHowarthbot, yet collapsing into rebellion serenely above.. 𐀶ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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i tuh orangnya chill banget, u tau gak i punya koleksi mobil bnw porsche ferrari, tapi because i orangnya chill jadi i bagiin ke temen i satu-satu sih. oh iya, u kalau mau ngedate nanti dimana? jangan makan dipinggir jalan yah, mobil i takut baret kena baret tapi chill aja sih nanti bisa langsung i bawa ke bengkel punya temen papi i.
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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 @TheVelthrone, @Luevine, @CynosureDanielle, @MythOfBaldwin, @LosTrece, @etherives, @TheSchmidts, @ReissHouseHold, @TheElmers, @Lucism, @THEVITSYY, @NestOfKrueger, @TheDeities, and @GeislerVoyager 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.
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iv. Mandates & OBSIDIAN
Time doth pass, like shifting sands through invisible vibrations, and in its eternal turning currents, the whispers of the forgotten endure. Cast aside to rot by those who tremble before its darkness. It is within this uncertain expanse that the Enigmatic Order doth operate, a fellowship of guardians, scholars, and thieves, bound by a singular, unyielding purpose: reclamation. Their most recent task is one fraught with peril, entwined not solely with the vanished tomes, but with the unexplainable disappearances of SCOUPS, JOSHUA, JUNHUI, HOSHI, WOOZI, MINGHAO, VERNON, SEUNGKWAN, and DINO. These absences are no mere chance; rather, they are fragments of a puzzle locked in an unsolved cipher.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤEDIC: “Veil Sanction”
The decree hath been issued. This open member initiative, bound by codes more ancient than ink on parchment worn by time, dictates a course of action that alloweth no error. Their toil proceeds beneath a veil of secrecy, cloaked in artifice, and guarded by rituals most sacred.

The path hath no longer been sealed, and I, @Username, known as (Muse), do now step forward to claim mine own place amongst those who seek the lost. I stand upon the threshold, poised to tread the line betwixt revelation and secrecy.


ㅤㅤㅤWith a steady hand and an unwavering
ㅤㅤㅤresolve. My gratitude is boundless
ㅤㅤㅤfor this summons for the chance to carve
ㅤㅤㅤmy name upon the ongoing scroll of
ㅤㅤㅤwhat hath been, yet I walk not alone.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤXoxo. 16RS17
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. ࣪ ݁ 💎🐚˖ ‌ ᳝˚ Beneath tranquil cerulean depths, a small, harmonious family thrives in their peaceful coral sanctuary. Pappa, wise and vigilant seahorse, stands guard, ensuring the safety of his family from the perils of the deep sea. Mom, warm and nurturing octopus, lovingly tends to their home, filling it with care and comfort.

Children, spirited little fish, joyfully
play amidst o! vibrant reefs

₊ ࣪ Parents Figure
1980-1994
₊ ࣪ Uncle and Aunty Figure
1995-1999
₊ ࣪ Eldest Figure
2000-2002
₊ ࣪ Middle Figure
2003-2005
₊ ࣪ Youngest Figure
2006-2009

Though our live in peaceful solitude,
Hearts remain open to any sea creature
In Need Of Shelter ⭐️🪸 | @TheOceaniic

If you seek the warmth of family and the beauty of unity, come and join them in their serene underwater world, where love, joy, and togetherness flow with every ripple. 𓈆 🧜‍♀️ 🐚◌ ⬚ ₊ ࣪🫧

Warm greetings to the long time inhabitants of the deepest oceans, I hope this is a good start to start our fellowship. (Name as Muse) with (birth date) permit to join the warm family in the holy sea. Thanks a bunch! . ࣪𓇻 ݁

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(II. 🏠🫧) To become a part of family, kindly send your registration format to @SeivoldBot, We’ll eagerly welcome you into our underwater life. Before you dive deeper it would be good to read the list we made, namely check taken & looking for figure list. Sweetie!

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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 @Perfectsions, @TheHalesworth, @HoonSweth, @Solfaern, @HOONVALE, @LaSiegern, @EverbloomTales, @ThePreece and @TheWrenhart 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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happy international women’s day, arthes! ❤️
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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 @MobsterCamino, @TheFaite, @RivalryThrob, @TheDeadIock, @BROSBERG, @irendle, and @blissette 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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heyy arthes! i was just sitting here, wondering when you'd show up. how's your day going? i hope you all are doing fine! 🤍
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