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ㅤ ‘ 𝗕𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
ㅤ 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗘 ’

Galvanise the bestirring boulevard to be a cobalt delight that is afloat in the parfait 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯 : (Billowy prose captivates aqueous tones towards a transition accentuating a discreet spectrum. • 𝗡Ø 𝗟𝗔𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗦: 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 2 • Deliquesced inclemencies that relish the treacliest glaciation to partake of him. ✱ #ScoopsOfNoLabels 🍨

ㅤㅤㅤBeing plateful to the rhythm’s flare
ㅤㅤㅤinside those whipped snow cones.
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𖤓.. an invitation carried by the summer tide, where sisters become one: welcome to the pearce costa. ꪆᰰ

we find ourselves searching, a presence for women who carry warmth like summer light. as if calling out to those who long for a place to belong, where joy lingers in every shared moment.

         ❛ WE! OPEN! THE GATE! ❜
          we follow the sun to find:

     𓇼 la primogenita “eldest”
          1990-1999・the autorità dolce.
     𓇼 la mezzana “middle”
          2000-2005・the equilibrio.
     𓇼 la píu giovane “youngest”
          2006-2009・the luce viva.

salve! with my excitement crashing like summer waves, i, “name @.username,” am so ready to fill the space of “muse (line muse)”. i’ve been waiting right here at the shoreline, with the sand tickling my feet. grazie.

we await your arrival, as a home has been holding its breath. send your excitement to our bot @pearcesbot. there is a place here already shaped: written in the sand. we are ready to welcome you into something that feels like belonging.
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ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 🎈 ݁˖ pop the balloons:
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎      ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎festivities of evon lee!

ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎   ♪  ‌‎ ‎͙⋆ 𓂃 #EvonPoppinInto18th.

ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎    ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎exhilaration dwelled to mirages,
ㅤ‎ ‎    ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎arcade commenced in a revelry.
ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔  𖹭  ⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔⏔

⊹ · — ͟͞͞   pinpointing to joie de vivre prowess while everlasting exuberant intertwined amidst eighteenfolds sprinklers. tapping to blissful joy while brimming memories after confetti fell down to fairground. ִֶָ. .. lovesome frame game commenced after vivacious pleasures. adjacent to the button of joy, splashy adventure begins! * ⟡ ᣟ
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ㅤㅤㅤ    ㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤ⎲ㅤ"BITTER-SWEET, AUSTERE LONGING."
ㅤㅤ ㅤCHOI YEONJUN ✠︎ NØ LABELS
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ PARTㅤ↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺ ⩇2:⩇⩇

ㅤㅤ ㅤ #IceCreamWithYEONJUN
ㅤ ㅤ SUBDUEDㅤ SUGAR,ㅤ FIERCE.
ㅤㅤREADY. SET. GØ!, HUSH COMMAND.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ... ㅤㅤ𖤌 ㅤㅤ...ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Yieldeth not, frosted armour clasped unto a gait of hushed audacity. A tongue of midnight, salted and insinuating, doth trace the ridges of a jaw that keepeth its confidences. Insinuation that bruiseth soft where desire waxeth brash.

▀▄▀▄▀▄─────────── ⬩➤ 🖲 ⛶

ㅤㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄

As red as blood
A vow borne upon faith
Some bonds are never meant to be lost
Only to lead every path into one

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#FateOfScarvaine 🪢ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ㅤ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‎ ────‌────
Sworn in loyalty
Through body and soul
Destiny has always lingered near

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ㅤㅤ〔 51 — 223 〕♆   . . . @Wraitheight : remnants of Midgardians. Yggdrasil crumbled, and the cosmic were torn asunder. Emerged from the chaos, a beacon of hope, strive to seeks kindred souls in the vastness of existence.

The protection of Yggdrasil wanes, its last reserves of power expended to shield Midgard and confront Fenrir and Jörmungandr. Though they fell, Yggdrasil could not endure much longer with nine realms in its care. Only Midgard remained. Yet, in their efforts to sustain both Yggdrasil and themselves, the Midgardians were scattered. The remnants found themselves in an endless forest of towering trees, each a reflection of Yggdrasil. A search began, day by day, to reunite the Midgardians. Now they gather under the kindred of THE WRAITHEIGHT — but their numbers are still few! We must seek for more.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ “MIDGARDIANS KIN.”
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ㅤㅤㅤ THE LIST  |   ( 12.23 )   |   SHIELD.
ㅤㅤ We are looking for a family members,
ㅤ specifically uncles and aunts born between
ㅤㅤㅤ  1996-1999, and the childern born
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  between 2000-2011.

Hail to noble kin of Midgard, Wraitheight! I, (muse, and line) have heard the call, and my soul yearns to join your family. I beseech you to allow me to join your family and grow alongside you. May I be granted the honor of the opportunity to partake in your noble trials?