[] WYRMHARROW: The Moonwrought Lineage.
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[BIL] 2024, NOCTURNA 🌑 (ii) / .. Under the lunar hex, hunger stirs in silence, bound by rites long lost. Paths to the summoning: @WyrmharrowsBot. For SFS/HFW rites: @TheHarrowBot. Only the chosen hear the whispers. The echo lingers still: @Wyrmharrow
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Nighty night, Howlies! Today I, Wyrmharrow's Taesan, went to an amusement park at night with my friends. The lights from the rides made the place look really pretty. Hefflins' Taesan, Bellinors' Taesan,
MeadowOfRoselain's Taesan, and Dominguez's Taesan were joking while walking. Meanwhile, Caintje's Leehan, Velthrone's Leehan, and GeislerVoyager's Leehan were looking around the park, and HomeOfSwift's Taesan & Leehan were busy taking photos.

Nearby, MaisonOfNethers' Taesan, Leehan & Myungjae were laughing while posing for pictures. Then Mondzelt's Myungjae, LaDimoraCarrasco's Myungjae, and Cherrilane's Myungjae went to buy snacks. MertzlanFamilia's Woonhak and FlameOfIgnarev's Riwoo also joined us and took some candid photos before we all took a group photo together. It was such a fun night! 🎡
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Hype us, Howlies! :D
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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—@Ningrounds—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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BUREAU MEMORANDUM.
REVIEW BEFORE PROCEEDING.
@MlNDWAVE ©️

Should the statement above awaken your investigative instinct and you intend to align with this operation, the bureau has already prepared the procedure. You might want to cross-reference the list of those who are distinctly not sought after, review the instructions carefully and proceed methodically, any lapse may compromise the trail.

Greetings from the field, I (Name, Muse Name, Birth Year, @Username), submitting this brief report to state my intent to enter the Mindwave collective. After reviewing the prior transmissions, I am prepared to step into the network and participate in its ongoing operations. My thanks for receiving and considering this dispatch.


Transmit the finished document to
our system handler so the report can be
examined and logged by
@MindwaveRobot.

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HAVE YOU HEARD? THEY SAY A GATE HAS BEGUN TO OPEN. DO YOU HEAR IT CALLING?

No one can say exactly when it happened. Only that somewhere beyond familiar paths, in a forest spoken of as rumor rather than place, something shifted. A door that had long remained closed was left ajar, wide enough for the right people to notice, welcoming the possibility of home.

A home breathes with old magic: places by the fire left waiting, names yet to be remembered, laughter missing from the long table beneath the lantern light. The forest seems to be holding its breath, as if aware that something, or someone, is meant to arrive.

Could it be the part of you that’s been longing to go? Find your place at @LeChantierMills here:

(don’t forget to check our taken list)
Aunties & Uncles (1995–1998)
• Oldest line (1999–2002)
• Middle line (2003–2006)
• Youngest line (2007–2010)


Should you wish to step closer, you may follow the path to @TheMillsBot and write:
Hello, Mills! My name is (MUSE), born in (…), and I feel drawn toward a home I have not seen, yet somehow know.


The call knows before you do, and those who belong will always find their way through the trees. You arrive exactly where you’re meant to be.
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