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A Journey of Broken Branches, The Finches.

A Journey of Broken Branches, The Finches.

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FORGED: “Thanatos Legacy.” No edict commands despair; no augury reprobates vivacity. Ephemeral guffaws and ululations escalate into perpetuity, as lives truncated echo in the recesses of memory. Annals persist in @FinchesLocket, @FinchesBot in flight.

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hi, main yuk

A whisper message to anyone. Anyone can read it!

Ako siapa.

Aku mao main.

Kok gitu gawon?????¿

Finch friends emang mau main sm ce minju? Engga kan?

Eeh apaya sebut sebut sy

Eh bergaul sama kami pls finch friends

Main sama gawon

Si ken telat komennya

Summer found the seventeen of us somewhere along the coast of Milos, where every wave seemed to carry another memory.
Pendleton's Winter, stood at the bow of the boat, letting the sea breeze play with her hair, while Twenty Fold's Jay, couldn’t stop pointing at the endless blue stretching beyond the horizon. Visnja's Heejin, Twenty Fold's Hyunjin, Wyrmharrow's Intak, Eldraeth's Sungchan, and Twenty Fold's Eunseok, were the first to jump into the crystal-clear water, laughing as they challenged each other to swim farther. Hesserhine's Jiwon, and Wilkins' Choerry, followed not long after, floating peacefully beneath the warm afternoon sun. Meanwhile, Finches' Yuna, preferred staying on the boat, quietly enjoying the view with a cold drink in her hands. Edurne's Sohee, wandered along the shoreline, collecting tiny seashells one by one. Hefflins’ Chaeryeong and Twenty Fold's Seoyeon settled beneath a beach umbrella, talking about everything and nothing at all. Hjërt's Karina, spent most of the afternoon taking photos of everyone, making sure no smile went unnoticed. Eelje's Minju, buried her feet in the warm sand, Berthouven' Giselle, read a novel while listening to the waves, and Pendleton's Ningning, simply watched the sunset paint the sea in shades of gold.
By the time our boat sailed back to shore, we realized it had never been about choosing between the sea or the beach. It was about sharing one beautiful summer together seventeen hearts, seventeen stories, and one memory we’d return to every time we missed the ocean. 🏝️🌺🌤️