Forwarded from Petals Bound of Liesbon.
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(1970’s DIARY.) THE GATES EASED AJAR!
missing kin who had gently wandered
from the haven long ago.ྀ🪝⬚
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ\
ㅤㅤ An sorrow sundered them, yet whether
ㅤㅤ benevolent fortune and guileless spirits
ㅤㅤ reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or
ㅤㅤ shadowing us? We yearn that via this
ㅤㅤ honeyed summons, the wanderers shall
ㅤㅤ return to weave into the Liesbon kin.
ㅤㅤ ◯ ࡛ ELDEST SISTER / 1995-2000
ㅤㅤ◯ ࡛ MIDDLEST SISTER / 2001-2006
ㅤㅤ◯ ࡛ YOUNGEST SISTER / 2007-2010
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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(1970’s DIARY.) THE GATES EASED AJAR!
missing kin who had gently wandered
from the haven long ago.ྀ🪝⬚
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ\
ㅤㅤ An sorrow sundered them, yet whether
ㅤㅤ benevolent fortune and guileless spirits
ㅤㅤ reunited us, were seraphs guiding us or
ㅤㅤ shadowing us? We yearn that via this
ㅤㅤ honeyed summons, the wanderers shall
ㅤㅤ return to weave into the Liesbon kin.
ㅤㅤ ◯ ࡛ ELDEST SISTER / 1995-2000
ㅤㅤ◯ ࡛ MIDDLEST SISTER / 2001-2006
ㅤㅤ◯ ࡛ YOUNGEST SISTER / 2007-2010
Do gaze upon the gentle taken-list here. If this beckoning scroll stirs your essence and mirrors our quiet call, dispatch a missive to our letterbox at once at (@LiesbonBot).Hail, Liesbon! Here I linger, @Username & Full Name with Muse (Lines), sensing I am your missing oldest/middlest/youngest petal. In this fleeting note, I confide my heart's murmur. Much gratitude!
ㅤ│ Homebound of Hearts,
ㅤ│ Liesbon Sisters. ✉️
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Jalan-jalan ke pantai, Taesan ganteng Tomioka Mai yang punya
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CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN AT: 15th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheVisnja, @GhostOfMorthen & @Roesjad may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN AT: 15th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheVisnja, @GhostOfMorthen & @Roesjad may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
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Helloo, tetanggaa! Does anyone miss me? 😎😎😎 *bilangiyapls*
🦄2🕊1😍1🍾1
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CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN AT: 16th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheSchroder, @houseofetherhail, @TheMorseviic, @Rocheveil & @Arclaine may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN AT: 16th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheSchroder, @houseofetherhail, @TheMorseviic, @Rocheveil & @Arclaine may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
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CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN at: 17th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheWyrmharrow, @Sethlore, @MansionOfShien, @MertzlanFamilia, @Delmeist & @TheHansley may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
CODA WRITTEN IN QUIET GLOW: WHERE NOTES FADE SOFTLY YET STILL REMAINS, TWO NOTES DRIFT ACROSS DISTANT TONGUES AND SET THE HEARTS IN REFRAIN at: 17th of June.
In the gentle hush, the final chord, where melodies linger like silk in the air, I stumbled upon two fragments of language foreign, yet achingly familiar. One, levenswarmte, a Dutch whisper of warmth not merely felt, but lived; the kind that wraps love, comfort, togetherness into something that makes existence feel tenderly alive.
Thus, on this softly glowing mensive, to @TheWyrmharrow, @Sethlore, @MansionOfShien, @MertzlanFamilia, @Delmeist & @TheHansley may your days continue like a song that never truly ends; not loud, but enduring, not fleeting, but deeply felt. Let your togetherness be both the gentle warmth that soothes, and the quiet strength that sustains an everlasting coda written in light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ♫﹔ with tender resonance, ♡︎
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @THELEVENSWARMTE. 🎻
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Forwarded from OH MY TWIBBON! #27FlowersForArin
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ㅤㅤ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑻 𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑵
Beyond The Garden Gate, Springtide
ㅤReturns In Splendour. The Fairest
Bloom Welcomes Her 27th Season
· ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ · 𑁍 · ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ·
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ㅤㅤ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑺𝑻 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑻 𝑮𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑵
Beyond The Garden Gate, Springtide
ㅤReturns In Splendour. The Fairest
Bloom Welcomes Her 27th Season
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(June, 18th) Beneath flourishing canopies adorned with blush roses and winding emerald ivy, delicate petals drifted through gilded air, as though composing a forgotten sonnet carried across the passage of seasons. Amid fragrant bowers and sun-dappled pathways, an enchanting anticipation lingered amongst every blossom, each unfurling petal appearing to guard a secret long destined to bloom. As moments gathered into cherished remembrance and garden melodies wandered gently through the afternoon, a singular presence emerged with effortless grace. Like a beloved rose flourishing precisely when the season calls for beauty, she arrived to mark another delightful chapter beneath the splendor of the secret garden.ㅤ