Forwarded from Forged in Fear: Norvein Syndicate.
Despite expecting a peaceful meal, the dinner quickly turned into a chaotic and memorable night. Nicheford's Taesan and Norveinβs Woonhak filled the room with hilarious, random arguments that Eihf's Seonghyeon and Frost's Jay occasionally chimed into, while Nicheford's Ahyeon and Shardwhyte's Sarang spent the evening taking aesthetic photos. Meanwhile, Nicheford's Dohoon proudly made sure everyone tried his Dubai chewy cookies, adding a sweet touch to the lively atmosphere.
When it was time to pay, Visnja's Karina casually settled the entire bill before anyone could split it, sparking a wave of protests, disbelief, and gratitude. Though it started as a simple dinner, the combination of endless photos, ridiculous debates, delicious treats, and Visnja's Karina surprise generosity turned the night into an unforgettable memory for everyone.
When it was time to pay, Visnja's Karina casually settled the entire bill before anyone could split it, sparking a wave of protests, disbelief, and gratitude. Though it started as a simple dinner, the combination of endless photos, ridiculous debates, delicious treats, and Visnja's Karina surprise generosity turned the night into an unforgettable memory for everyone.
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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. (β₯οΈ)
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Aphrodite's Oracle & Carved Pages.
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WEβRE ALL TRAVELING THROUGH TIME TOGETHER, EVERY DAY OF LIVES.
As an ordinary human, we all really want to repeat fate or all things related to the past so that it becomes much more impressive, don't you think? Sometimes, we realise that we can't repeat everything, so we re-read all the things that happen in our lives even though it has been packaged in a diary, and in the form of writing written with changeable feelings. Every house has their own story, when the sparkling dawn brings thoughts about generosity that come becomes a hallmark in it. We are just a place to let out complaints, to rest even if one day we will no longer be in harmony. Do you want to be part of us who repeat the time to feel the warmth? Would you like to take the time and be a part of us? @VlSNJABOT. β₯οΈ
WEβRE ALL TRAVELING THROUGH TIME TOGETHER, EVERY DAY OF LIVES.
As an ordinary human, we all really want to repeat fate or all things related to the past so that it becomes much more impressive, don't you think? Sometimes, we realise that we can't repeat everything, so we re-read all the things that happen in our lives even though it has been packaged in a diary, and in the form of writing written with changeable feelings. Every house has their own story, when the sparkling dawn brings thoughts about generosity that come becomes a hallmark in it. We are just a place to let out complaints, to rest even if one day we will no longer be in harmony. Do you want to be part of us who repeat the time to feel the warmth? Would you like to take the time and be a part of us? @VlSNJABOT. β₯οΈ
Hello, Visnja! I (@username) want to feel the same feeling, the same atmosphere as you which is repeating time so that we feel like we can't let the day pass without me who is not travelling back at all. So let me be a part of you (The Steady Haven / The First Slight / The Quiet Bloom / The Little Season + Your Muse)
We're all quite similar in the end. We all get old and tell the same tales too many times. Full of repeated rhythms and patterns. By the time I was 5, we were still having tea on the beach every single day. No one can prepare you for the love and the fear. All the time travelling in the world can't make someone love you.7π10β€5π3π3β€βπ₯2β‘2π2π₯1