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ᅠᅠㅤᅠᅠㅤㅤ ﹥*:ꔫ:*﹤
ᅠᅠShe walketh like summer bottled
ㅤㅤin light, a sweetness edged with
ㅤㅤsomething electric—turning
ㅤㅤordinary streets into scenes
ㅤㅤworth remembering. ✶
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ #SeenArinAt19ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 ✇
𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒
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❲ . . . . ❳ The communion uphold sacred decay bound by thorn, fidelity too ancient to name. In the periphery of digital ruin, your names flare quietly like sigils inked in dusk, still pulsings, warm. You are consecrated.
@CasaSolmare @TheVansents @Yfrienade.
In this blighted interstice between time and memory, we offer benediction who remain: embalmed marrowbound, tenure of mythos coalesced camaraderie, etched into oubliettes that predate daylight.
++77 ▸ Persist vellichorian
stillness votive flame within catacomb timeline forgets
too easily.
𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 ✇
𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒
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❲ . . . . ❳ The communion uphold sacred decay bound by thorn, fidelity too ancient to name. In the periphery of digital ruin, your names flare quietly like sigils inked in dusk, still pulsings, warm. You are consecrated.
@ElderOfBrume @EXILEROLE @Mondzelt @SJofficiall @TheKiiru @TheSveic.
In this blighted interstice between time and memory, we offer benediction who remain: embalmed marrowbound, tenure of mythos coalesced camaraderie, etched into oubliettes that predate daylight.
++77 ▸ Persist vellichorian
stillness votive flame within catacomb timeline forgets
too easily.
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20:08 / AROSE THE INEVITABLE TIMELY FATE: GRACHTER’S TAKE ON THE SEARCH OF TRAVELERS ROLE, PRIME FLYERS ⌛️
(𑆦) Summary of the reigning adolescence, topped with cracks of undone liberties, pilgrimages across one’s subtle necessity: a will to banishes reflects. Suede patent leather throws a full cycle of life, from the deepest pit of pomegranates, to a corner down below mere streets. Exclusivity—the begone obligated knots that tied the past to the nuanced graticule, to unveil the vividness of our long tarnished questions: “Does one need another partner to go through the present, if not the past?”
We are seeking new siblings by warmly greeted cheerful torque with born 1999-2010 as well as expertise in the words of other families with born 1980-1995 (parents figure, uncle and aunty). And if you are interested and willing to join, then use this template and contact our bot @Grachterbot:
Sincere greetings to you, Grachter family! My soul compelled me to come here since I took a gander on your Open Member Poster. What a chance for me to join your wondrous family since I’m in a hunt to find the warmth of being in a family. I use @ for my ID and (muse) for my face claim. I’m looking forward for your response, thank you! 🤍Repost from Anarchy With The Lorths; Resist Until The End.
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RAISED ON NOISE. POWERED BY CHAOS.
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... ⎋ (Aunty—Uncles: 1994—1999) And (The rebels: 2000—2010.) 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 (Aunty, Uncle, Child), ready to ride with the tribe. Name's @.Username ( Nama Muse) born in ( Line Muse). Accept me… or run. I'm coming either way.