Forwarded from SUNG HANBIN PROJECT
ㅤㅤ. amidst the hush of waning hours,
lingers like sugared starlight
upon drowsy hearts; tender,
luminous, && unbearably
beloved. ───༅ ㅤׄㅤ ⸼ !ㅤ
. . .
. . .
simply meant to be cherished;
gathered gently within the quiet
corners of countless hearts,
where fondness blooms unbidden
and lingers long after
the moment has passed ♡
lingers like sugared starlight
upon drowsy hearts; tender,
luminous, && unbearably
beloved. ───༅ ㅤׄㅤ ⸼ !ㅤ
perhaps some souls are
. . .
. . .
simply meant to be cherished;
gathered gently within the quiet
corners of countless hearts,
where fondness blooms unbidden
and lingers long after
the moment has passed ♡
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Forwarded from [] WYRMHARROW: The Moonwrought Lineage.
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ㅤㅤ THROUGH THE DENSE THICKETS ─┄🐺
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ㅤㅤ Cracked Moonlight. "In Moonborne Howls"
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Beneath the waning glow of twilight, where ancient shadows dost entwine with fading light, there prowleth a lone wolf of gilded-eyes. Silent as the eve's last breath, yet bearing the weight of forgotten legends. Beyond this threshold awaiteth a tale of fate, blood, and moonbound destiny.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE HOWLING CROWN
⠀ ⠀ between 1980-1994
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE DUSKBLADE REGENT
⠀ ⠀ between 1995-1998
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE MOONWROUGHT
⠀ ⠀ between 1999-2010
The Wolf: remembereth those whom fate hath chosen. Through whispering winds and moonlit silence, one soul hath been marked by the call of the wild. Beneath twilight's fading radiance and the solemn gleam of gilded-eyes, their name now resteth among the legends yet to unfold.
Heed the call and bear thy petition unto @GildedEyesBot that thou mayest walk alongside those bound by moonlight, blood, and the ancient spirit of the wolf.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Duskveil Horizon,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
ㅤㅤ THROUGH THE DENSE THICKETS ─┄
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a symphony of howl resonatesㅤㅤ Cracked Moonlight. "In Moonborne Howls"
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Beneath the waning glow of twilight, where ancient shadows dost entwine with fading light, there prowleth a lone wolf of gilded-eyes. Silent as the eve's last breath, yet bearing the weight of forgotten legends. Beyond this threshold awaiteth a tale of fate, blood, and moonbound destiny.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE HOWLING CROWN
⠀ ⠀ between 1980-1994
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE DUSKBLADE REGENT
⠀ ⠀ between 1995-1998
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ✶. THE MOONWROUGHT
⠀ ⠀ between 1999-2010
The Wolf: remembereth those whom fate hath chosen. Through whispering winds and moonlit silence, one soul hath been marked by the call of the wild. Beneath twilight's fading radiance and the solemn gleam of gilded-eyes, their name now resteth among the legends yet to unfold.
Warm greetings unto thee, Wyrmharrow! The howl of the gilded-eyed wolf hath reached my soul and guided me hither. I, (Muse, Username & Full Name), born upon (Date of Birth), come seeking kinship as a (Parent/Uncle/Aunt/Child). With heart unbarred, I stand ready to answer the ancient call of the pack and walk the moonlit path amongst the Moonborn.
Heed the call and bear thy petition unto @GildedEyesBot that thou mayest walk alongside those bound by moonlight, blood, and the ancient spirit of the wolf.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ Duskveil Horizon,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
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Forwarded from Tales of The Winter Seasons: The Edurne Familie.
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❅ 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑵𝑶𝑾
ㅤㅤ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ㅤ.𖥔 ݁ ˖⋆ ˚❆
Snow gathers quietly upon the Alpine slopes, settling over cedar roofs and winding paths that disappear into white. Where frosted pines stand still and lanterns gleam against the winter dusk. This invitation drifts gently through the falling snow to those who may yet find a place among us.
The hearthlight calls to:
✧ The Hearth's Embrace, Mother. (1980–1990)
✧ The Gentle Northwinds, Aunts & Uncles. (1994–1998)
✧ The Lightbearers, Children. (2000–2010)
Should you find yourself following familiar tracks through the snow, we await your arrival through @EdurneBot with the following format:
Wo die Winterwege nach Hause führen, Edurne Familie. ⛄️❄️
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❅ 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑵𝑶𝑾
Snowing over Valais, Friday, 12th of June, 2026. Seasonal notice : The Fires of Home Burn Once More Current Edition: Gathering Familiar Soulsㅤㅤ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ㅤ.𖥔 ݁ ˖⋆ ˚❆
Snow gathers quietly upon the Alpine slopes, settling over cedar roofs and winding paths that disappear into white. Where frosted pines stand still and lanterns gleam against the winter dusk. This invitation drifts gently through the falling snow to those who may yet find a place among us.
The hearthlight calls to:
✧ The Hearth's Embrace, Mother. (1980–1990)
✧ The Gentle Northwinds, Aunts & Uncles. (1994–1998)
✧ The Lightbearers, Children. (2000–2010)
Should you find yourself following familiar tracks through the snow, we await your arrival through @EdurneBot with the following format:
ㅤㅤGreetings from the Heart of Winter. I, (name + muse + year of birth) and @username, carrying a hopeful heart, wish to gather beneath Edurne's roof and become part of its family. May I find a place within your home.
Wo die Winterwege nach Hause führen, Edurne Familie. ⛄️❄️
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Forwarded from Anarchy With The Lorth; Resist Until The End.
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RAISED ON NOISE. POWERED BYCHAOS.
CALLING ALL THE ONES DOWN TO RAISE HELL.
Rebelling to ride with the tribe, Darkness lit by the warmth-of-kin. This was where the forgotten get remembered, and the invisible finally get seen. The spot you've been low-key chasing forever and the thing you've been searching for on quiet nights. We're wrapped in shadow, but don't get it twisted. We are color, too wild to name, too bold to show. Wondering what the fight's for? Thought so! Here it is. Scouting for... ⎋ (Parents: 1979—1993.) (Aunty & Uncle: 1994—1999) But don't get lost in curiosity, peep what's already locked in on the Taken List. Miss the mark? We'll send you running aimlessly.
Think you're cut out for this? Then move, don't wait for permission! Just send us your curiosity through @LorthBot. and we'll be waiting for your burning rebellious spirit. Rebels move different. Always have.
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RAISED ON NOISE. POWERED BY
CALLING ALL THE ONES DOWN TO RAISE HELL.
Born To Be The Glitch In Your System.xXx. 00-20-0025. WE LIGHT THØSE ON FIRE. 🔺Rebelling to ride with the tribe, Darkness lit by the warmth-of-kin. This was where the forgotten get remembered, and the invisible finally get seen. The spot you've been low-key chasing forever and the thing you've been searching for on quiet nights. We're wrapped in shadow, but don't get it twisted. We are color, too wild to name, too bold to show. Wondering what the fight's for? Thought so! Here it is. Scouting for... ⎋ (Parents: 1979—1993.) (Aunty & Uncle: 1994—1999) But don't get lost in curiosity, peep what's already locked in on the Taken List. Miss the mark? We'll send you running aimlessly.
Hey Lorths! This feels like the move. I'm claiming my place as (Mother, Father, Aunty, Uncle), ready to ride with the tribe. Name's @.Username ( Nama Muse) born in (Line Muse). Accept me… or run. I'm coming either way.Think you're cut out for this? Then move, don't wait for permission! Just send us your curiosity through @LorthBot. and we'll be waiting for your burning rebellious spirit. Rebels move different. Always have.
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Forwarded from TWICE UNIVERSE: #ThisIsForTWICE
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Aphrodite's Oracle & Carved Pages.
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A keepsaken spun from the hush of Aphrodite's tidal divination and gilded remnants, weathered parchment resting beneath oracle cards of the goddess and pearl-lit relics while silhouettes soften beneath amber waters. Petals steep in brine as offerings, candlewax softening over forgotten rites, as tides pull silver across sleeping shores where Aphrodite lingers in foam. (♥️)
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Aphrodite's Oracle & Carved Pages.
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SEAFOAM | PEARLGLOW ༿ A keepsaken spun from the hush of Aphrodite's tidal divination and gilded remnants, weathered parchment resting beneath oracle cards of the goddess and pearl-lit relics while silhouettes soften beneath amber waters. Petals steep in brine as offerings, candlewax softening over forgotten rites, as tides pull silver across sleeping shores where Aphrodite lingers in foam. (♥️)
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Forwarded from #26StringsForNana.
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The Pulchritudinous
Of The Violoncello.. ݃˓🜚..
The beautiful melody blossomed
through her: the cellist, Nana Ouyang.
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The Pulchritudinous
Of The Violoncello.. ݃˓🜚..
The beautiful melody blossomed
through her: the cellist, Nana Ouyang.
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