WALST: CORE.DRIFT.EXE
6.64K subscribers
423 photos
49 videos
2 files
56 links
(@TheWalstBot.) Syntax: Human-emotive hybrid. Content: “Walst. The ones who stayed. The ones who searched. The ones who remembered.” Uplink auto-bonded. Initiating return sequence. Coordinates undefined. Faith confirmed. / @OfWalst & @WalstSFSBot.
Download Telegram
Reminder; friendship should be fun.

The night had just begun when I, Mistlesoir's Sanghyeon was having some quiet time with his friends. We did a lot of fun things that night, like Walst's Sanghyeon who was busy taking pictures of himself in front of the night view. He posed very coolly in the middle of the crowd, with confidence.

We also went shopping at the minimarket and bought some snacks and drinks, and didn't forget to stop by a restaurant too. There was also Meirhärt's Sanghyeon who was cold because of the weather that night, he was wearing a thick jacket so he wouldn't get cold, we thought it was very funny. Eelje's Sanghyeon is choosing a restaurant where we will eat together later, he chooses well and carefully. And there's also Wyrmharrow's Sanghyeon who's picking out snacks and drinks for us to enjoy together later. He carried a lot of snacks and drinks in both of his hands, many different flavors and types.

That night will be a night we will never do! ♥️
🔥76🆒5💘3❤‍🔥2🏆2🍓2🎉1
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
ㅤㅤㅤRevered for their resilience in the
ㅤㅤ Unknown, gather ‘neath the heavens
ㅤㅤMark a grand mensiversary neighbors.

AMIDST DIMMED: Lights and otherworldly decor, we offer countless well-wishes “mail-box.” for neighbors: @SJofficiall @EXILEROLE @MaisonDeMonroe and @TheSveic. Deepest affections for this celestial occasion. The hums with cosmic unity, binding fellowship in a bond that transcends time and space. As the midnight hour approaches, stars align, and with goblets raised high toast to an eternal bond.

Edg. Letters: Sending warm tidings into the vast expanse. Much Love, @TheWalst.
1
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
good eve, walsies! siapa mau kenalan sama dubu dan teman temannya?? 🐶
Please open Telegram to view this post
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
Please open Telegram to view this post
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
2🥰1🎉1🍓1
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
ㅤㅤㅤRevered for their resilience in the
ㅤㅤ Unknown, gather ‘neath the heavens
ㅤㅤMark a grand mensiversary neighbors.

AMIDST DIMMED: Lights and otherworldly decor, we offer countless well-wishes “mail-box.” for neighbors: @Shineninng, @CasaSolmare, and @TheVansents. Deepest affections for this celestial occasion. The hums with cosmic unity, binding fellowship in a bond that transcends time and space. As the midnight hour approaches, stars align, and with goblets raised high toast to an eternal bond.

Edg. Letters: Sending warm tidings into the vast expanse. Much Love, @TheWalst.
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM

ㅤㅤ THE ZACHRUELLE HUMS AGAIN,
ㅤ  ㅤ  SWEET AS HONEY. WILL YOU
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ   FOLLOW THE BUZZ?
𖥔

O, dear traveler, do you hear it?” ── The wind hums, thick with honey and memory, threading through time, through the hands you once held, the echoes you thought had faded. The gate stands open—not demanding, not pleading, just waiting, as if it has always known you would return. Step inside. Here, time does not chase; it lingers, it listens. We are the ones who never truly left—the dreamers, the quiet ones, the souls still following the bees. So lay your burdens down, let the sky press its warmth against your skin, and remember how sweet it is to belong.

✦ MOTHER, (1980—1993 LINERS)
✦ UNCLES &. AUNTIES, (1994—1999 LINERS)
✦ CHILDREN, (2000—2010 LINERS)
ㅤㅤㅤ“... Come find where you belong
ㅤㅤㅤamong the whispers of us, dear.”


Let the wind carry your name, let the hum guide your steps. Send your desire to @ZachruellesBot, where echoes of laughter never fade.
The honey drips slow and I follow the hum. I am (Name @.Username), bringing (Muse + Line), to a place where time lingers soft. My thanks, always.


For those who wish to return, for those who never truly left, for those who still hold remnants of honey on their tongue. Zachruelle does not forget, nor does it let go. Will you take that step? Will you let yourself belong again? The hive hums with warmth, the trees bow in quiet welcome. Your story is here, waiting to be told.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
This media is not supported in your browser
VIEW IN TELEGRAM
Reminder buat sfs kalo belum dibales, tolong jangan setor akun duluan ya. Tunggu balasan dari kami baru feedback dari kalian, okay! 🖤