The Vaughns.
"Even if eon separated us, I'll feel you!" said one to another. Clamorous near or far hence there isn't a teeny period to create a tranquil household yet @VaughnsManor flies high in the air of Vaughns' benign zone. © 2021 | @TheVaughnsBot to concatenate.
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در حال بارگیری داده...
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ㅤㅤㅤ 𓋭 .. / In the aureate epochs of yesteryear, we commenced on an odyssey, a pilgrimage of fraternity beneath the cerulean firmament. Enveloped within nature's tender embrace, the spark of our aspirations glimmered, igniting the genesis of Zerobaseone. Amidst the murmuring pines and serenades of cicadas, the quintessence of our dreams amalgamated into a luminous constellation, a bivouac of boundless potentialities. Every rustle of the foliage, every zephyr, interlaced the tapestry of our commencement, an origin as pristine and resplendent as the morning dew. 🛋 .. ↓ Lush sanctuary, our souls waltzed in harmony, bathed in the gentle radiance of campfires and the harmonics of mirth. 🐚 : The nocturnal luminescence bore witness to our vows, etched in the cosmic dust, avowing perpetual solidarity. As we stood on the threshold of dawn, our hearts resonated with a unified purpose, a throbbing cadence that harmonized with the very essence of Zerobaseone. Elevate your gaze to the firmament and behold…
...and as the sun sets on this day, casting a warm embrace upon us, we stand united.
Ready to embrace the dawn of new beginnings, forever guided by, the light of ZB1ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ۟ . ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ⨮ ㅤ️ ㅤ️ ㅤ️
Before she could indicate what might await, every beam and sweet whisper cascaded from her lips told: “𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑜𝑛. 𝑅𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑁𝑒𝑤 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑛, 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑠𝑘𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒. 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑥𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟, 𝑤𝘩𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠.” ─┉┈⬪⋅☼⋅⬪ ┈┉─ There shall be a joy to behold take place. When the smile of the moon also descends on every beholder, conjure the moment into endless jubilee with the serenade of delight reverberating from the time when the dusk picks up to the hour near when the sun psyched up to reign the coordinate. A slender smile of the moon, a scanty gleam of it would never dim the exuberance of beholders whose visions are crammed with hope to see her, The Goddess of Lunar. Shall it bear witness, to a banquet that is replenished with platters of good intentions and glasses of indistinct chatter hail the alighting of her. Monochromatic yet…
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