01. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙳𝙰𝚆𝙽 𝙿𝙰𝙶𝙴.
ㅤㅤPerched on a faint hilltop, the wind whispers sweet nothings through the woodland. Sixteen ambrosial flowers lean around, mind the petals never pale; the roots never cleaves; and the scent hangs around forever. The sway to the beat of period, one step at a time, their iridescent woods interlinking a stellar descant. As the seasons turn, underneath April’s touch, the scent hinges the breath dressing those air with the moth–eaten tale of personage’s orbits—birth, downfall, and rebirth, all over again.
02.ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶-𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 .. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝙳.
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ㅤㅤTo The Northerly, Rosy Petals Flutter Loose and To The Southerly, Atomic Seeds Begin To Enliven: “Like odes shouted from the heaven, sealing the hurried spells that are gone in a heartbeat. Heavily igniting like dew kissing the dawn..” They sprout from soil that has heard pile holy rites, from a lamblike palpate clothed by those satin chaperone.
03. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙿𝙸𝚇𝙸𝙴 𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( Somewhere in Neverland.. )
ㅤㅤAnd through it all, the Hibiscus stands euphoric, its chaplet defying the wild blue yonder, its roots digging deep into the earth. Ringed by her floral wings, she blooms on and on. As if thumbing her nose af the hint of melting away, as if she’s been promised a plot that will last until forevermore.
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ㅤㅤPerched on a faint hilltop, the wind whispers sweet nothings through the woodland. Sixteen ambrosial flowers lean around, mind the petals never pale; the roots never cleaves; and the scent hangs around forever. The sway to the beat of period, one step at a time, their iridescent woods interlinking a stellar descant. As the seasons turn, underneath April’s touch, the scent hinges the breath dressing those air with the moth–eaten tale of personage’s orbits—birth, downfall, and rebirth, all over again.
02.ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶-𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 .. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝙳.
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ㅤㅤTo The Northerly, Rosy Petals Flutter Loose and To The Southerly, Atomic Seeds Begin To Enliven: “Like odes shouted from the heaven, sealing the hurried spells that are gone in a heartbeat. Heavily igniting like dew kissing the dawn..” They sprout from soil that has heard pile holy rites, from a lamblike palpate clothed by those satin chaperone.
03. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙿𝙸𝚇𝙸𝙴 𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ( Somewhere in Neverland.. )
ㅤㅤAnd through it all, the Hibiscus stands euphoric, its chaplet defying the wild blue yonder, its roots digging deep into the earth. Ringed by her floral wings, she blooms on and on. As if thumbing her nose af the hint of melting away, as if she’s been promised a plot that will last until forevermore.
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YUHEARTS. 𑣿
We are the angels of its silent promise
¹⁶ TIME TO MEET THE ANGELS.. 🪽
Top Notes: 1.06 Chrysanthemum, 1.05 Aster, 1.04 Poppy, 1.03 Orchid, 1.02 Honeysuckle, 1.01 Iris .. | Heart Notes: 2.05 Lotus, 2.04 Fuchsia, 2.03 Primrose, 2.02 Rose, 2.01 Carnation .. | Base Notes: 3.05 Magnolia, 3.04 Peony, 3.03 Bluebell, 3.02 Myrtle, 3.01 Phlox ..