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GLORIOUS PILGRIMAGE ONCE A LUNAR BEHOLD LEGACY CAROUSED. ✷ 15 February
Aureate passe-partout of suite bequeathed, felicitations wreathing shrouded lore beyond anteroom's doors. The echoes of fete within aisles, a commemorate of sojourners: @GhostOfMorthen @HeartSteallar
Penned on slate was laudatory for legatees, across the ballroom as chandelier lit and festivity ensues. Fleeting moments sail past memoirs in a blink of eyes, and through vestibule the tread left traces. Applaud the stand of creation in your revered anniversary. Passage of time regards your coup against conundrum beyond your ken. Rise through forevermore with certainty.
Thus, the Keeper of Golden Passkey,
@TheLorwaine, sincerely. 🕰️
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GLORIOUS PILGRIMAGE ONCE A LUNAR BEHOLD LEGACY CAROUSED. ✷ 15 February
Aureate passe-partout of suite bequeathed, felicitations wreathing shrouded lore beyond anteroom's doors. The echoes of fete within aisles, a commemorate of sojourners: @GhostOfMorthen @HeartSteallar
Penned on slate was laudatory for legatees, across the ballroom as chandelier lit and festivity ensues. Fleeting moments sail past memoirs in a blink of eyes, and through vestibule the tread left traces. Applaud the stand of creation in your revered anniversary. Passage of time regards your coup against conundrum beyond your ken. Rise through forevermore with certainty.
Thus, the Keeper of Golden Passkey,
@TheLorwaine, sincerely. 🕰️
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happy monday from this cutie little bunny! :3 ♥️ may today is full of happiness, have a pleasant day :^^
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Forwarded from The Heritage of Cherrilane : The Orchard's Secret
The Renewed Orchard Gate Of Cherrilanes:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Aunty & Uncle (1997–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilanes. 🍒
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ A Gathering Beneath the Cherry Sun 🍒
The scent of ripe cherries carried by dawn’s breath, the soil humming secrets of old summers. (‘&.) Somewhere beyond the misted valley, a gate of wood and blush petals creaks open — bidding thee welcome home.
This is not merely a tale of harvest and laughter, but of kinship — how hearts, like vines, intertwine and bear fruit through time. Come, traveler, take thy basket and join the orchard folk; let warmth return to thy hands once more.
ㅤㅤ🌸 ELDER GARDENERS
️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️️️️️️️ ️️(OLDER FIGURE)
• Aunty & Uncle (1997–1999)
ㅤㅤ🍒 YOUNG SAPLINGS
(CHILDREN FIGURE)
• Eldest Line (2000–2003)
• Middlest Line (2004–2006)
When twilight falls and the orchard glows, send the message to @cherrilaneebot and see who already tends the trees on the sweet taken list. The fields await thee, lantern in hand, laughter in heart — let the cherry gates open once more.With all my heart, I, (your username), vow to honor the heart of Cherrilane Heritage..
With (your muse) as my chosen form, born in the year (your line), I offer my soul, my words, and my quiet loyalty to the home that lives through grace, art, and everlasting warmth
ㅤㅤ Petals Inked By, @cherrilanes. 🍒
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Forwarded from TREASURE #6thBoxOfTreasure.
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ㅤㅤ The Lights Will Never Slumber
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Born of ingrained in his name, SO JUNGHWAN moves with a precision that turns dance into a language, carrying notes that feel intentional while bearing verses with a confidence beyond his years.
THE CROWNED MISFIT
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 💽📞 .. || 2XX5 ⇆
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ㅤㅤㅤ PRODIGY CLOCKED IN: 18 / .%* ㅤㅤ The Lights Will Never Slumber
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+21 .. Nor Wane AwayBorn of ingrained in his name, SO JUNGHWAN moves with a precision that turns dance into a language, carrying notes that feel intentional while bearing verses with a confidence beyond his years.
THE CROWNED MISFIT
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 💽📞 .. || 2XX5 ⇆
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Forwarded from DISBAND.
EMPTINESS.
DEVASTATION.
GREED... BLADES... (26)
│ ELDER OF BRUME. │ OPEN GATES.
(They Demand Every Circumstance.)
Everything remains abundant. Including
the pebbles at downstream side. *ೃ🫀
Lamps dangle from the castle's ceiling, its opulence etched not merely over thousands of years, nevertheless with storytelling. Walls that holler, laments heard in the woodland—the enigma expands like an insurmountable maze. Not permitting others to breathe, like roses permanently bearing thorns, feels like an obligation that persistently pursues innocent hearts.
Chateâu appears magnificent, towering
and sounds like an environment where
one might become in love and dwelling
everlastingly after. Howbeit, Can We..?
⛯ ELDEST FIGURE.
Whom Born In 1995-1999.
⛯ MIDDLE CHILD.
Whom Born In 2000-2005.
⛯ YOUNGEST CHILD.
Whom Born In 2006-2010.
(CANDESCENT ONCE LEFT.)
Fright Spread, Whilst I Am Here. The wrath not-escaping, but dwell. I am volunteering myself, @Username, MUSE and LINE. Taking part for ELDEST / MIDDLE / YOUNGEST figure. I would bind myself, entrusting my heart to the Elder of Brume.Come Bind Us. Fight Alongside Us. Hold our hands and prevent-go. Even if Heaven became crimson, this chateâu may be our final destination: 🕯... @EldBrumeBot. (Taken List.) Hence, in the end, viciousness prevails. Blood was drunk through scratchy horns. / Thus, Condemnation Begun.
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GLORIOUS PILGRIMAGE ONCE A LUNAR BEHOLD LEGACY CAROUSED. ✷ 16 February
Aureate passe-partout of suite bequeathed, felicitations wreathing shrouded lore beyond anteroom's doors. The echoes of fete within aisles, a commemorate of sojourners: @TheMorseviic @PoshMagz @Rocheveil @TheSchroder
Penned on slate was laudatory for legatees, across the ballroom as chandelier lit and festivity ensues. Fleeting moments sail past memoirs in a blink of eyes, and through vestibule the tread left traces. Applaud the stand of creation in your revered anniversary. Passage of time regards your coup against conundrum beyond your ken. Rise through forevermore with certainty.
Thus, the Keeper of Golden Passkey,
@TheLorwaine, sincerely. 🕰️
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GLORIOUS PILGRIMAGE ONCE A LUNAR BEHOLD LEGACY CAROUSED. ✷ 16 February
Aureate passe-partout of suite bequeathed, felicitations wreathing shrouded lore beyond anteroom's doors. The echoes of fete within aisles, a commemorate of sojourners: @TheMorseviic @PoshMagz @Rocheveil @TheSchroder
Penned on slate was laudatory for legatees, across the ballroom as chandelier lit and festivity ensues. Fleeting moments sail past memoirs in a blink of eyes, and through vestibule the tread left traces. Applaud the stand of creation in your revered anniversary. Passage of time regards your coup against conundrum beyond your ken. Rise through forevermore with certainty.
Thus, the Keeper of Golden Passkey,
@TheLorwaine, sincerely. 🕰️
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Forwarded from { NAMPILUNE NEST } ୭ৎ.
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THE REDOLENT SCENT OF BRIOCHE VESSEL TRYST WORLD (and.) HAILING EACH⭐
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FLOWERETS UNTIL THEY SHEEN
🌸 ⺌ 😀
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“The rays shaft penetrated
polarities leaves behind him”
✶ ۫ ⸼ #NampingBirthday; The fairness of each petal falling right onto the lid of the jam bowl, the overlie rolled out, and the irresistible picnic began. Nothing was more ravishing than the splendor of the wind swepting his bangs from northern. Crayons laden his post meridian, tinge his brand new echelon. With a mug of tea in his hand, he beamed at the flock of bunnies that steered him there. Every leap to flee and behoove prime in the new epoch, elucidating rainbows burgeoning.
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THE REDOLENT SCENT OF BRIOCHE VESSEL TRYST WORLD (and.) HAILING EACH
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FLOWERETS UNTIL THEY SHEEN
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“The rays shaft penetrated
polarities leaves behind him”
✶ ۫ ⸼ #NampingBirthday; The fairness of each petal falling right onto the lid of the jam bowl, the overlie rolled out, and the irresistible picnic began. Nothing was more ravishing than the splendor of the wind swepting his bangs from northern. Crayons laden his post meridian, tinge his brand new echelon. With a mug of tea in his hand, he beamed at the flock of bunnies that steered him there. Every leap to flee and behoove prime in the new epoch, elucidating rainbows burgeoning.
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