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iridescent pleasantries unfurled beneath a kaleidoscopic daყdream, where gilded fortunes and jubilant curiosities convened in delight. ૮꒰ ๑

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𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘥
　𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧
    𝘣𝘦𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯.
𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧
　𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘵-𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥　
𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥
　𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢
𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥
　𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘺.　
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. . . ￴FOR THE DOVES AND THE SOULS OF THE DAMNED, LOST BENEATH THE UNLISTED TOMBSTONE OF AN UNWRITTEN GRAVE:

ㅤㅤ   ㅤAREㅤㅤ YOUㅤ ㅤTHEㅤ ㅤWOUND
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤTHATㅤ ㅤCOMPLETESㅤ ㅤUS?

──────────────── ༒︎  @CAINTJE

(MISSING: THE WANDERING BLOODKIN) To have a roof atop your sin-soaked head is a windfall of both tragedy and blessing, a bitter fortune shared by those who have been cast aside and deemed an unholy creation of scripture, born without a purpose. We know the feeling of grief well. So come, draw nearer and cross our threshold, but mind the CLAIMED VESSELS.

❦︎ SACRED SECRETS (1985-1999)
❦︎ ELDEST BURDEN (2000-2003)
❦︎ BETWEEN THE LINES (2004-2006)
❦︎ LAST BORN (2007-2010)

Pray ye, my dearest Caintje! Hear my chant echoing through the desolate hallways of your so-called home, for after a journey of woe and sorrow, I have finally found my way to your door. I’m (full name/nickname), carrying (your muse) as my chosen face, with (your username) as the trace I’ll leave behind. Keep a place for me among the faithful corpses. 🕊️

You will never escape what you were made out of, hail us your letter lovingly to @CaintjeBot. 𓉸

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓍢ִ໋ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓⭑๋࣭ ⸙
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ﹙#𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐈𝐧𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭 ﹚𓃦

ㅤㅤBeyond the veil where silver mists entwine,
ㅤㅤa hidden woodland once breathed beneath
ㅤㅤthe watchful eyes of its ancient keepers.
ㅤㅤA realm untouched, a home concealed,
ㅤㅤwhere every root remembers and every bloom
ㅤㅤholds a story of its own.

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ 𓂃 𖣂⋆.˚ 𓃴 ˚.⋆𖣂𓂃

⸙. ݁₊ ⸙͎. ݁˖ㅤSomewhere beyond the mist,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤthe forest still remembers its keepers.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd perhaps, the story is ready
ㅤㅤㅤㅤto be found once more. ݁ ˖𓂃.🌲
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(🏮../ 10) THE CHOUREN HOUSEHOLD AND A SEAT AT THE TABLE: we’re made of both of old traditions and new dreams, of familiar stories and places that once felt foreign.

Cheerful laughter echoes throughout every corner of the house. A harmony that never fades despite the arrival of hardships, drawing each member ever closer together. Thus are created countless portraits of moments destined never to be forgotten. Orlando, 1999's. We, @TheChouren seek and invite souls of cheerful disposition, those who shine brightly from within or without, much like the gentle radiance of the sun itself.
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ㅤㅤ✺. PARENTS 1980–1995
ㅤㅤ✺. AUNTS & UNCLES 1990–1999
ㅤㅤ✺. THE ELDEST 2000–2002
ㅤㅤ✺. THE MIDDLE 2003–2006
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Having witnessed the harmony that flourish within thy household, I have grown desirous of joining thee as a cheerful soul. I, (username + muse), born upon (line), stand ready to become part of the warmth, togetherness, and cherished bonds shared amongst thy family.

Kindly inspect the taken list ere submitting thine application, to ensure that thy muse remaineth available. Thereafter, direct the aforementioned format unto @ChourenBot/@TheChourens

乔伦 🪭 AND PERHAPS THAT WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PART OF OUR STORY: Not for that all was ever perfect, but because amidst the chaos, the misgivings, and the humble days that came and went, there was ever laughter waiting beyond the corner. There was always a family cheering too loudly, loving too deeply, and reminding us that home was never just a place.