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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇
Printed in: Bernese Oberland, Sunday, the 13th of July, 2025. 
Notice: The Season of Return is Upon Us
Current Chapter: Welcoming Those Who Long Gently

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A gentle bloom of winter lays across the Oberland, tender upon our windowpane. Beneath the hush of snowfall and gleaming rooftops, We send our warmth to those whose presence once graced our hearth—and to those whose names may yet be written into the folds of our family.

Passage is open to the following hearts:
✧ The Warmth of Mother’s Embrace. (1980–1990)
  ✧ The Gentle Northwinds, Uncles. (1993–1998)
  ✧ The Lightbearers, Childrens. (2000–2010)

If your heart has wandered long enough, and your name still lingers, we welcome your return through @EdurneBot with the format:

Salutations from the Heart of Winter. I, (name + muse + year of birth) and @username, with a frost-kissed soul and a willing heart, yearn to be a smither of Edurne’s warmth. May my return fall kindly among the snow.

Wo der Schnee deinen Namen trägt, Edurne Familie.
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anyeong sapa yang kangen sama ian runesh (´•3•)

VEVO caught the moment, but I was more curious who’d catch the feeling. Loose was playing, my voice did the teasing, but tell me, Shardle. Was it the song, or was it me that made you stay a little longer?

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Guess who’s stealing a piece of the golden hour this week? That’s right, it’s us! Runeshard’s Soobin walks side by side with Wraitheight’s Beomgyu, their steps tracing soft stories along the quiet riverside. Under the gentle hush of blue hour, they pause to watch the sky slip from pink to deep blue, a fleeting moment before night fully claims the light. Between the dim streetlamp and the calm water’s song, their laughter drifts easy and warm, then we're carried by twilight, sharing secrets only dusk can keep. Ada nyang minat ikut kami¿
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