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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 @ZachruelleBot, where echoes of laughter never fade.
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
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 @ZachruelleBot, 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.
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ㅤㅤㅤSELENOGRAPH IN OATHE–SPOKEN
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement—@StarryOfVincent & @SchaferHaus—we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
ㅤㅤㅤPROCLAMATION FOR JUBILEE (ⓘ.)
Triskelions from bonds who sheathe the liminal interstice between bloom and blight. We abstruse amalgam clawborne elegists, pause our migration through arborescent oubliettes to reify in golden pupils and riven affections. On this votive orbit of your entwinement—@StarryOfVincent & @SchaferHaus—we intone phrasmancy underneath marrow moons. Your confraternal magnetism soar through our pith-dark silence and wither unuttered ardor. Thereabout, your monthiversary is not time’s tally, but also chronotethered sanctum and feral vows relit. We entreat to your pact our selenolatric genuflection, the augury shaped in vein. May your revenant kinship ignite further happiness, deeper marrowtide, and vaster threnodies.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Lunargent Abyss,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ @TheWyrmharrow
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Forwarded from Amazing World Of Gumball: The Courthlace Chapter.
We were at our usual hangout spot when a wave of boredom suddenly hits us. It was until Sethlore's Keonho finally came up with the idea to head out and walk around the plac. "Maybe there's something exciting out there," he said.
Somewhere along the way, our of pure randomness, Schmidt's Juhoon, Courthlace's Juhoon, and Heisenbërg's Juhoon suddenly got the idea to hunt down a gecko that has just passed by. The idea was immediately welcomed enthusiastically by Wyrmharrrow's Juun, Liesbon's A-na, Gritner's Juun, and Gritner's Beni that immediately join the hunt. Steinwalds's Juun, Foster's Juun were on standby mode holding a flashlight ib their hands. As for Ignarev's A-na, Heisenbërg's Nahyun, and Grachter's Martin, they stood by with plastic containers laughing.
On the other hand, Calsearth's Seonghyeon and Mirth's Seonghyeon was on a mission to buy the other some snacks and drink, while Altefiore's Chiquita was following them cause she was scared by the thought of touching a gecko. We then ended the day with happiness on our faces. Though we failed on catching a gecko, we were happy that we get to spent time together trough the day.
Somewhere along the way, our of pure randomness, Schmidt's Juhoon, Courthlace's Juhoon, and Heisenbërg's Juhoon suddenly got the idea to hunt down a gecko that has just passed by. The idea was immediately welcomed enthusiastically by Wyrmharrrow's Juun, Liesbon's A-na, Gritner's Juun, and Gritner's Beni that immediately join the hunt. Steinwalds's Juun, Foster's Juun were on standby mode holding a flashlight ib their hands. As for Ignarev's A-na, Heisenbërg's Nahyun, and Grachter's Martin, they stood by with plastic containers laughing.
On the other hand, Calsearth's Seonghyeon and Mirth's Seonghyeon was on a mission to buy the other some snacks and drink, while Altefiore's Chiquita was following them cause she was scared by the thought of touching a gecko. We then ended the day with happiness on our faces. Though we failed on catching a gecko, we were happy that we get to spent time together trough the day.
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