NOCTREL: THE HOUSE OF MIDNIGHT OATH.
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ENGLISH BASED—Come home, dearest. Follow the cobblestones and don’t get lost in the wild weeds. The porch light has been burning as the house remembers you.

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    ᱨ   ODYSSEANS    // 
    GOSPEL FATHOMS
  Tempest In Primordial
    Ordinances. (I–ÐO)

Thunderclap proclaimeth an everlasting betwixt ruin and ascensiond, beneath an empyrean vault of cimmerian majesty conflagrations cleaveth in the firmament with vehemence. ⚡️✶ IMMENSES IN OBSIDIAN FLAME AND SANCTIFIED WRATH IN DOMINIONS OF TRIBULATIONS ABYSS. ☨ Carrieth the austere fragrances of sceptres and the diadems beneath sepulchral tides by eternity and the sea chthonic.  

                              ( 13 AUGUST, 2026—𝚒.)
                           #RUNTOODYSSEANS

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THE MENSIVE’S OF DWELLER.
(12, August 2026.) \
COUNT THE DAY

There’s only one strange kind of paradise that appears after the crepuscule of an eclipse. Everything feels a marginal, almost magical. At a blink of an eye: the whole room has shifted and time has paused for a moment. The sadness in them slowly fades ... “leaving behind a gentle sense of peace.” The whole household would like to congratulate: ( @EELJES, @Altefiore. ) | For celebrating a blissful indulged phase at present. There will be solace in the terrible prolonging, in the juncture a grimace forms in arched lines after creeping over the remains first.

From The House up in The Hill,
@Noctrel.

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(𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛: 𝙓𝙓𝙄𝙑.) ⏖ † ྀི
| 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴,
| 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬,
| 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦...
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Narrow eternity carries unspoken oath,
devotion rises in cadence, and rumbles
against the gritty cold air. Neither of it
are crucible, yet the angels sing for him.
#24SipsOfHueningkai, (02:08:14.) 𓉸ྀི

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THE MENSIVE’S OF DWELLER.
(13, August 2026.)            \
                                   COUNT THE DAY

There’s only one strange kind of paradise that appears after the crepuscule of an eclipse. Everything feels a marginal, almost magical. At a blink of an eye: the whole room has shifted and time has paused for a moment. The sadness in them slowly fades ... “leaving behind a gentle sense of peace.” The whole household would like to congratulate: (@MaisonOfNethers, @sjarns, & @YJFluence.) | For celebrating a blissful indulged phase at present. There will be solace in the terrible prolonging, in the juncture a grimace forms in arched lines after creeping over the remains first.

            From The House up in The Hill,
                             @Noctrel.

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THE MENSIVE’S OF DWELLER.
(14, August 2026.) \
COUNT THE DAY

There’s only one strange kind of paradise that appears after the crepuscule of an eclipse. Everything feels a marginal, almost magical. At a blink of an eye: the whole room has shifted and time has paused for a moment. The sadness in them slowly fades ... “leaving behind a gentle sense of peace.” The whole household would like to congratulate: (@RosierGateau, @SheIsMathilde, @TheMarelique.) | For celebrating a blissful indulged phase at present. There will be solace in the terrible prolonging, in the juncture a grimace forms in arched lines after creeping over the remains first.

From The House up in The Hill,
@Noctrel.

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THE MENSIVE’S OF DWELLER.
(15, August 2026.) \
COUNT THE 𝘋𝘈𝘠

There’s only one strange kind of paradise that appears after the crepuscule of an eclipse. Everything feels a marginal, almost magical. At a blink of an eye: the whole room has shifted and time has paused for a moment. The sadness in them slowly fades ... “leaving behind a gentle sense of peace.” The whole household would like to congratulate: (@GhostOfMorthen.) | For celebrating a blissful indulged phase at present. There will be solace in the terrible prolonging, in the juncture a grimace forms in arched lines after creeping over the remains first.

From The House up in The Hill,
@Noctrel.

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Forwarded from CORTIS #365TUNEOFCORTIS
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗦⁷
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝗜𝗧𝗦 𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗔𝗦 + 18
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗨𝗡𝗙𝗨𝕽𝗟𝗦 / CORTS

𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 ⟫ arriving to uƨher an unchartǝd âura into the realm of artistry. Raↄket takes : : nɐw.fou-nd signifiↄancǝ āmongƨt fivɐ souls.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝗛𝗔𝗜𝕷𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗔𝖀𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗔𝗟 +
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝗗𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝙎 : : CR5 🎹

💿 ∴ a soundscapǝ bears witnesƨ to the.ir unfol-ding odyƨsey > from its inäugural stridɐ to chäpterƨ ( 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 ) 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝕴𝗖 𝗖𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗡𝕬𝗡𝗧