Forfeit Manor of Lysmere: Wrought in Woeful Melancholy. – Telegram
Forfeit Manor of Lysmere: Wrought in Woeful Melancholy.
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🗝 @Iysmere﹚The lenses fail to hold certain truths, moments too fragile for pixels, too quiet for playback. Yet mind, relentless archivist as it is, replays them in the dark.

Captured within heart; @LysmereBot & @LysmereRobot (FOR SFS)
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At the end of last year, a bunch of muses of RIIZE from different famguy circles decided to spend their winter holiday together in Japan. What was supposed to be a calm year-end trip quickly turned into chaos the moment everyone gathered.

Somehow, leadership duties ended up falling onto Ostendl's Shotaro, Ostendl's Eunseok, and Ostendl's Anton. Not because they volunteered — it just kept happening every time someone (re: Shien's Wonbin) asked, “So… what’s the plan now?" At that point, they just accepted their fate as the unwilling leaders of the trip.

When they reached the snowy fields near Sapporo, the peaceful atmosphere lasted for about five minutes. Lysmere's Sungchan was enjoying the winter view while Roselain's Sohee, Sveic's Anton, and Mertzlan's Wonbin were busy filming random clips. Suddenly a snowball flew across the field, and within seconds everyone was running around.
Caintje's Wonbin started chasing someone, Hefflins' Eunseok joined the snow fight, while Roesjad's Wonbin kept provoking people from the side. Mertzlan's Anton and Scythe's Sohee retaliated with dramatic throws, and Schäfer's Anton somehow got dragged into the chaos too. Even Seretti's Wonbin and Lorth's Eunseok couldn’t stay calm for long.

Just when things began to settle, someone remembered the bottles of washable color paint they had bought earlier. That was the worst idea of the day.

Merfyn's Anton opened one first, Scythe's Wonbin answered with a pink splash, and Reiss' Sohee left a bright handprint on someone’s back mid-chase. Within minutes, their winter outfits turned into colorful canvases against the white snow.

By the end, everyone collapsed onto the snow together — jackets covered in paint, cheeks red from the cold, and laughter still echoing in the winter air. Messy, chaotic, and completely unforgettable.
Hype Sungchan & Anton Lysmere bergaul.
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𓀚 CATHÉCT LA FAMILLIE
OPENS THE FOLD.

Upon rolling hills warmed by sole del mattino, there standeth a humble fattoria where the grass groweth high and the bells of the flock sound softly in the air. As seasons pass, space is made among the pasture for new souls to join our gentle life. We welcome kindred spirits to take their place in family as;

▥▥▥ ꫂ❁ (˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃˚)
”CATHÉCT'S PIPPO E MIMMO.” (1980-1995)
“CATHÉCT'S PAPPY E NANNY“ (1996-1999)
“CATHÉCT’S IL PIÙ GRANDE” (2000-2004)
“CATHÉCT’S I MEZZANI” (2005-2007)
“CATHÉCT’S I PIÙ PICCOLI” (2008-2010)

My name is (name and username), born in the enchanted year of (line), and I bear (muse) as my faceclaim. 
I am ready to dwell within the fold, to grow through the seasons, and to share in the warmth of our quiet farm life.

hoping their letters and names soon find their way to our humble home. 🌾🐑 @CathectRobot

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Cronache della Fattoria
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Cathéct La Famillie.
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎cranberries soufflé brimmed in
‎ ‎ ‎ ‌‎ ‎ ‌‎blissful sugars to kissycream!
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‧꒷꒦🍰˚꒱ cherry-on-top tarte enfolds within eudaemonia @kissycream, where the tilted roof perceived elation winds once a persistent sweet scent filled innate wooden house. opting other pâtissière to enliven this house:
merely belong to park jiwoo or known as kya park!

buttercream poured in the bowl once this hearty place is ready to chance upon lilac mirage. leave a note while hands are full of canelé. ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

sweet greetings! i, (name + @) desired to be part of your kissycream pâtisserie. i'll be making scrumptious desserts to make everyone over the moon, instantly.
when mille-feuille sends an epistle, you may wish them a note to @kissycreambot! we're ready to meet another pâtisserie while coveted for indulgence dillydally inside of the chalet. ⋆🍮༉‧₊˚.
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Within these sacred halls of compassion, the gates to our healing sanctuary now gently open wide. We warmly invite all those who carry kindness in their hearts, who wish to nurture and share in the quiet power of care.

We are currently seeking to welcome:
  𖥔. A new Guardian Spirits and Bright Souls : for children figures. Medical Specialists (2000-2003), Resident Physicians (2004-2006), Family’s Future Doctors (2007-2010)

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Before stepping through these gates please review the TAKEN LIST to ensure your chosen role aligns with our family. This is a journey where every hand heals and every step leads to growth and unity. Let us weave a legacy of love, care and renewal.

Greetings! I, (name + id) (muse + line) truly excited to be part of your welcoming and lively family. I’m eager to embark on this thrilling journey with all of you. Kindly send me the necessary questions to begin the process! 🤍

Send it through @ScaldensBot.
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Sincerely, @TheScalden Family.
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 ✺  Ever bond (7/3). Not so many words
      Not a thing they named, oh, not-so.
      The monthversary will blow.
        
THE PINES TAMED AS IF A BLADE WITH SUN THAT BARELY ROSE: It was the bonds and that rang with some noise on the other end that didn't need the name. Not with standing the years wherein the words that cut and left their scarring, not with standing the years that full of love. The bond was a vestment which have same scent of pine and skunk, sunk afternoons in the heat of a June. They're pleased, they're blessed.

  MONTHVERSARY                 /
               \                   Bond Was Made (&)

Pleased of joy, pleased of whole and the bell that toll since no one could see but @MysticGate, @IILLUV, @Mistlesoir, @FlameOfIgnarev, @Sarchner, @ReissHousehold, @LaMavieVine, @TheVelthrone. Granting that the years will pass, granting that the grass will grow as the lake outlasts the ice, as the house outlasts the people who live in it; henceforth, the bond outlasts.

        ⁕    Fall of dew, @TheLysmere.

      
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 ✺  Ever bond (8/3). Not so many words
      Not a thing they named, oh, not-so.
      The monthversary will blow.
        
THE PINES TAMED AS IF A BLADE WITH SUN THAT BARELY ROSE: It was the bonds and that rang with some noise on the other end that didn't need the name. Not with standing the years wherein the words that cut and left their scarring, not with standing the years that full of love. The bond was a vestment which have same scent of pine and skunk, sunk afternoons in the heat of a June. They're pleased, they're blessed.

  MONTHVERSARY                 /
               \                   Bond Was Made (&)

Pleased of joy, pleased of whole and the bell that toll since no one could see but @KiiiVerses, @HomeofSwift, @ManorOfGrevane, @BoschDeLaMer and @LaSiegern. Granting that the years will pass, granting that the grass will grow as the lake outlasts the ice, as the house outlasts the people who live in it; henceforth, the bond outlasts.

        ⁕    Fall of dew, @TheLysmere.

      
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 ✺  Ever bond (28/2). Not so many words
      Not a thing they named, oh, not-so.
      The monthversary will blow.
        
THE PINES TAMED AS IF A BLADE WITH SUN THAT BARELY ROSE: It was the bonds and that rang with some noise on the other end that didn't need the name. Not with standing the years wherein the words that cut and left their scarring, not with standing the years that full of love. The bond was a vestment which have same scent of pine and skunk, sunk afternoons in the heat of a June. They're pleased, they're blessed.

  MONTHVERSARY                 /
               \                   Bond Was Made (&)

Pleased of joy, pleased of whole and the bell that toll since no one could see but @DeCrowther @TheGeldart @stringofscarvaine @Bellinors @AttireByKlein. Granting that the years will pass, granting that the grass will grow as the lake outlasts the ice, as the house outlasts the people who live in it; henceforth, the bond outlasts.

        ⁕    Fall of dew, @TheLysmere.

      
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