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Forwarded from ALD1 PROJECT! #HitFreakAlarm
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ㅤㅤ˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ . ★⋆.
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૮ > <) SHINING LIKE THE STAR
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乀(ˍ, ل ل #AnxinBornToSing 🌟♬
ㅤ⤹ Go grab your ticket at the link below! ⤸
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ㅤㅤ˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ . ★⋆.
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へ
૮ > <) SHINING LIKE THE STAR
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UNDER THE SPOTLIGHT 乀(ˍ, ل ل #AnxinBornToSing 🌟♬
Gratuitous and luminescent, he straid towards the limelight and becomes its soul, gleaming above the reach of the stars. ༘⋆
ㅤ⤹ Go grab your ticket at the link below! ⤸
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Forwarded from Foyer de l'Âtre: Ignarev Famille.
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ㅤㅤㅤTHE BITING WIND WAILED LOUDLY,
ㅤㅤnow as mirthful laughter ／ now as somber farewell—
The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles. (1980 TILL 2009)
ㅤ❛❛ In the end, a child must grow up,
ㅤㅤand they must surpass their
ㅤㅤparents. Only thus may a family
ㅤㅤflourish. I (Father.) look forward
ㅤㅤto hear what 'family' means.🫀 ❜❜
ㅤㅤMessage Sent From: @IgnarevsMailBot.
ㅤㅤㅤBefore long, the fire had faded and the house was completely still, illuminated only by a lone beam of moonlight slipping through a break in the curtains and falling across a cup of slowly cooling tea. The one principle she demanded above all was loyalty—any treachery was met with a sentence of death. 𓇢☾࿐࣪
ㅤㅤㅤTHE BITING WIND WAILED LOUDLY,
ㅤㅤnow as mirthful laughter ／ now as somber farewell—
The hearthfire burned with vigor, its gentle warmth pervading the room glowed on the children's faces, lighting up their innocent, unaffected smiles. (1980 TILL 2009)
ㅤ❛❛ In the end, a child must grow up,
ㅤㅤand they must surpass their
ㅤㅤparents. Only thus may a family
ㅤㅤflourish. I (Father.) look forward
ㅤㅤto hear what 'family' means.🫀 ❜❜
May The Tsaritsa Bless You.
My comrade, 'tis I, (YOUR NAME), alias (YOUR MUSE + YOUR LINE) has retrieved from our duty in MONDSTADT.ㅤㅤMessage Sent From: @IgnarevsMailBot.
ㅤㅤㅤBefore long, the fire had faded and the house was completely still, illuminated only by a lone beam of moonlight slipping through a break in the curtains and falling across a cup of slowly cooling tea. The one principle she demanded above all was loyalty—any treachery was met with a sentence of death. 𓇢☾࿐࣪
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Christmas season is coming! 🎄
❤6☃4🥰4💘4🔥1🎉1
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Forwarded from (REST.) Rosier of Gateau: Amaranthine Kin of Limerence.
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ㅤ 𝑱𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝒐 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒚！
( ˖ 🥨🧣⋆ ) COME IN FROM THE
COLD, STAY FOR THE WARMTH
25 — 26 of December 2025
Snow may fall quietly outside. But inside, warmth rises with the scent of baked bread and melting chocolate. Soft lights glow above wooden tables, laughter settles into corners, and time slows just enough to let hearts feel at home.
ㅤ This season begins before the celebration in shared glances over cocoa cups, hands dusted with flour and sweetness where comfort matters more than noise.
Inside Rosier’s bakery: may Christmas starts gently warm, familiar, and made to be remembered. 🎄☃️𓂃⊹ ࣪
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ㅤ 𝑱𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒚 𝑻𝒐 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝑩𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒚！
( ˖ 🥨🧣⋆ ) COME IN FROM THE
COLD, STAY FOR THE WARMTH
25 — 26 of December 2025
Snow may fall quietly outside. But inside, warmth rises with the scent of baked bread and melting chocolate. Soft lights glow above wooden tables, laughter settles into corners, and time slows just enough to let hearts feel at home.
ㅤ This season begins before the celebration in shared glances over cocoa cups, hands dusted with flour and sweetness where comfort matters more than noise.
Inside Rosier’s bakery: may Christmas starts gently warm, familiar, and made to be remembered. 🎄☃️𓂃⊹ ࣪
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Forwarded from Palatinate—Yonks: Norbury’s House.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE POST OF AURIC DECEMBER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhen Words Become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTheir Own Constellations
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In the deepest hush of winter’s breath, where lanterns gleam like kept promises: Norbury’s Post Box Wishes awakens.
It calls upon every heart that longs to deliver what speech could not shoulder.. the gratitude left unspoken, the warmth that trembles to be known, the name we whisper into the dark hoping it hears.
This is the corridor where letters transcend paper, where sentiments are escorted by starlight and arrive without ever losing their courage.
Join the passage of these closing days:
26 December — “Gleam of December”
ㅤSend forth your Christmas darlings:
ㅤaffection folded neatly between lines
ㅤof joy.
30 December — “Mirage Midnight Gala”
ㅤRelease a New Year’s vow:
ㅤresolutions, confessions, exhilaration
ㅤdressed in midnight silk.
As the season folds into its quiet glow, let your words enter this amber passageway. In Norbury’s realm, every message finds its shore and returns as gentle solace. Release your letters, and let December settle with what your heart finally lets go.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤTHE POST OF AURIC DECEMBER
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhen Words Become
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTheir Own Constellations
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In the deepest hush of winter’s breath, where lanterns gleam like kept promises: Norbury’s Post Box Wishes awakens.
It calls upon every heart that longs to deliver what speech could not shoulder.. the gratitude left unspoken, the warmth that trembles to be known, the name we whisper into the dark hoping it hears.
This is the corridor where letters transcend paper, where sentiments are escorted by starlight and arrive without ever losing their courage.
Join the passage of these closing days:
26 December — “Gleam of December”
ㅤSend forth your Christmas darlings:
ㅤaffection folded neatly between lines
ㅤof joy.
30 December — “Mirage Midnight Gala”
ㅤRelease a New Year’s vow:
ㅤresolutions, confessions, exhilaration
ㅤdressed in midnight silk.
As the season folds into its quiet glow, let your words enter this amber passageway. In Norbury’s realm, every message finds its shore and returns as gentle solace. Release your letters, and let December settle with what your heart finally lets go.
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Forwarded from “ONCE A DREAM” : SECTOR OF ROMANOVNA.
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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ grateful for the chapters that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ brought us here, for every dream
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ that grewㅤ with ㅤ us ... 𑚐
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ
“ONCE A DREAM” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ grateful for the chapters that
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ brought us here, for every dream
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ that grewㅤ with ㅤ us ... 𑚐
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