(DISBANDED) Abyss Of The Horizon.

ㅤ (III/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. ㅤ I present it to you, The Dimension Traveller ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤSOAR HIGH THROUGH THE DIMENSION ㅤ(LETㅤTHEㅤJOURNEYㅤBEGIN) 𝜗:𝜚 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤALL THE ENERGY HAS CLOSE TIGHTLY: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ DIMENSION ﹏ TRAVELLER, ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤKHALE GAZZARD ㅤ1999 "WINDING" : The wall clock kept ticking. Time goes on without stopping, without mercy for people who haven't even had the chance to enjoy their free time. Is this fair? Circumstances force you to always run. Almost never touching the mattress just to rest in peace, my soul is numb, there is only a pale body walking like a zombie in the movies. History says that there have been several cases of time travelers. If there is a chance, I want to put my name there. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ(🕰⏳) ㅤㅤBecome someone who comes to the past, ㅤㅤachieve something that I haven't been able ㅤㅤto reach before──────accomplishment. The door opened, like an elevator but not to the next floor but to the past or future. Choose, two options have been provided. I left all my routine work tools on the table. My intrusive thought won. Time has stopped, there are no more seconds on the wall clock or watch, or on my cell phone. But only chromer at the end there.

ㅤFine grains of sand continued to fall, indicating ㅤthis dimension's running, KHALE.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAt least I'm living this period ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤwith those I've been waiting for.

ㅤMY EFFORTS WERE SUCCESS ㅤㅤ │ Vol. 18 You did a great job today. I have won ㅤㅤ ㅤ SOME BRAND NEW ADVENTURE. ㅤ ㅤ

•──── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑹𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆? » ────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌‌‌‌🗝️ ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ He listened his song which was just released a few weeks ago with newspaper in his hands— “An object that is believed to be able to take someone back to the past was found at...” and read it with his head thought of his old bestfriends, his past. 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒆 has enlightened passion for anything related to cuisine, sacred, magical objects, and exploring unfamiliar places to achieve what he want. A bunch of people already lost interest and enthusiasm to music, he muttered lazily and starts his journey. ㅤㅤ 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐻𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝒉𝑖𝑙𝑒 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑏 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑏𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (II/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. ㅤ I present it to you, The Decease Posture ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤSTOORING LIKE A MANNEQUIN ㅤ(THEㅤFLASHㅤCOMESㅤUP) 𝜗:𝜚 1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤKNOWS THAT I AM THE FIGURE BEHIND: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ DECEASE ﹏ POSTURE, ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤNARAYA ARTHAMARS ㅤ1998 "MANNIKIN" : Peer at the chassis upright there, isn't he so picturesque at the other end? Flashes and sounds of camera shots continued to be heard from all corners. Being the center of attention is sane, it's daily dining. Adverting the premiere gala for the liberation of a parvenu upshot from a big stain. It's certain that he will be invited because he is one of the reasons why the stain is so eminent. Practiced walking, regular poses, professional smiles and expressions. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ (📷📹) ㅤㅤNone of this could cover up the fact that ㅤㅤhe was in a maze of confusion. Questions ㅤㅤwere running───────through his mind. So many fish in the sea, they say. To hell with fish, he doesn't care about sea anemones. Like a pile of cotton under the tree where the cotton comes from, the fixed assets owned are infinite. It's just a lie if his lips say it's fine, his heart is worried, always feel anxious every day.

ㅤI present to you an angel-like figure ㅤin front of you, NARAYA.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt's like entering the gates of heaven, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤyou can meet him.

ㅤITS GRACE IS UNMATCHED,ㅤ ㅤㅤ│ Vol. 18 But not with his rummy-rum to peak ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHE HAD TO MEET ASAP. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

•────── « 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅? » ──────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⏤‌📖 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ The alarm startled Naraya, who had just asleep 30 minutes ago. Palms are on his forehead, so much things he thought of about lately; 𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂 repeatedly dreams of the same scenario; reuniting his old bestfriends and vacation together with him as the Tour Guide. His memories starts bring up his past desires, immediately miss his old bestfriend. The chances of them get–together again were so cramped, it bothered him a lot. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛 ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠?” ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑙𝑦. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ (I/VIII) • Disagreeing with each other is normal, it will continue to happen around you. There's nothing to blame. People cheered for what they had achieved, to the point of not remembering the background to their achievements. ㅤ I present it to you, The Servant Notes ㅤㅤ REGARDING LIFE'S JOURNEY, READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED ㅤㅤ

ㅤ ㅤTOWARDS INFINITY AND BEYOND ㅤ(SETㅤFORTHㅤINㅤPHRASES)    𝜗:𝜚   1706 ㅤㅤㅤ •ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ•ㅤ────────── ㅤㅤKNOW IT'S REALLY YOU WHO HE MEANS: ㅤㅤTHE ﹏ SERVANT ﹏ NOTES, ㅤㅤ ㅤ  YERICKO ETHELBERT ㅤ1998 "BIRDY"  :  The dove flapped its wings at a fast tempo, causing a force that pushed it to fly higher into the sky. His eyes could see what was below, the ground and grass. Not without a goal, he flies steadily. What was in his mind guided his wings to fly towards the window, into the room where the dark brown haired man was working with his laptop. Everyday writing tools. The books neatly arranged on the shelves screamed the man's name in certain parts. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(📖🖋) ㅤㅤHe is the writer. His written works are ㅤㅤwidespread everywhere, they can be read ㅤㅤby various groups─────young people. When they try to achieve their dreams, rise from adversity, learn new things, even frantic with longing. Longing can come at any time, to anyone of course. His fingers continued to type, his new project led to memories of the past being brought back to life. Unstoppable, he uses his teenage memories combined with a little imagination to produce beautiful sentences.

ㅤHe is YERICKO, someone who is popular for ㅤhis extraordinary work.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSpread across the country. His name ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤsoared high, but not his soul.

ㅤHIS MIND WAS PENSIVE,ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ│ Vol. 18 Realized that something was missing ㅤㅤㅤㅤGLAD HE FINALLY FINDS IT. ㅤㅤ ㅤ

•────── « 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑶𝒓 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅? » ──────• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ⏤‌📖 ☾❖☽ ◦ ━━━━━━ In those diary that he keep for a really long time, there is something. He collect the remnants of the past that he wants to go through again in his head. Thinking so hard about his youthful desires. In the very quiet night, he— 𝒀𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒐 yearn a piece of remembrance he had in the past. Coffee and pancakes he made reminds him about his teenager passion. He miss the moment before graduation, but the reality hit him so hard. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝒘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 ㅤ𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝒀𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒐 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

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ㅤ│ㅤ When was the last time you dreamed? ㅤ│┃ㅤWhen was the last time you were happy

ㅤ│┃ㅤwith your choice? When was the last ㅤ│┃ㅤtime you felt delighted doing something ㅤ│ㅤ you’ve always wanted without regret?

ㅤㅤㅤ Revealing a new page, ㅤㅤㅤ a/1-8: Worn Paper ㅤㅤㅤ (BRICK II.)’ Tortured Ink —V. [PASSION, YOUTH, AND FEVER.] | 📃 .. WILL ALWAYS BE THINGS YOU FACE──But will they last forever? And you realize you’re lost with echoes of essence lingering, haunting, and threatening to destroy the very flames of passion that once burned brightly. The journey seems like forever and yet the path is still unclear, a maze of endless thoughts and doubt starts to feel drowning into deep. ㅤㅤTUNNEL OF CONFUSION: i—1509, (n) ㅤㅤX/X [. . .] LIBERTINE ‘N MADDENED ㅤㅤ────── ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ─────── ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAt The End Of The Road, ㅤㅤㅤ Surrounded By Mist And Storm The compass you rely on spinning without certain navigation, can’t find the trustworthy way to go. The cold feels shivering behind the soul, take a deep breath and start stepping forward, no matter what awaits, open your eyes. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ⌛️ .. ⏳ GAZED UPON THE REMNANTS OF A PARADISE LOST. | Where The Symphony Played Its Final Note ㅤㅤㅤ Whilst Memories Of Good Days Played. ㅤㅤㅤ THIS IS YOUR CHOICE. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ "To choose, to give up one of the chances ㅤㅤㅤ you have, to make your path clear." ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ •• ⍟ #DAYDREAM: 小路 •• ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ T.H.E──D.I.L.E.M.M.A ㅤㅤㅤㅤ SPARKS OF FANTASY ㅤㅤ ㅤ OR ZEPHYR OF REALITY? ㅤ ╋━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ㅤㅤㅤDESIRE ㅤㅤㅤ VS ㅤㅤㅤ REALISM ㅤㅤ Glitteringㅤㅤㅤ• • • Disappointing ㅤㅤ DaylightㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNight Between the ephemeral of night, illuminated by the moon, a vessel of shadows that mirrored the abyss within. Crossroads, thousands of conflicts with doubts rise in minds, a vigorous battle between desire illusive call and anchored feature of realism. ㅤ ㅤ

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