ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWritten in 1900.
Ep. 22 : Ready catalogue.
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤׅㅤㅤ˚ㅤ🫖 . . .ㅤ𔓕ㅤㅤㅤㅤׅ

Within the hallowed exhibition hall, forms most fantastical were on display. Sculptures surreal wrought of moonbeams' pale glow and portraits painted in pigments phosphoric that glimmered as if containing their own mystic light. 💐 These miracles of eldritch artistry were positioned for all to behold, that ones both learned and layfolk might gaze upon wonders and marvels to lift their souls.
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Here sages did linger at great length, parsing with scholarly minds the meanings mystifying held within the fluid forms and shades shifting before their eyes. Attempting to decipher the visions and visions within visions that the guardian had transcribed from realms beyond mortal sight. 🧚‍♀ While common folk looked on in awe, stirred by glimpses of glories heretofore unknown to them and feelings of transcendence at fleeting visions of splendors existing past life's veil.
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Through works of craft so supernal, had the ethereal guardian found means to lift the veil 'twixt worlds, if only for moments. And allow lowly mortals glimpse the splendors that exist beyond life's fleeting dreams in realms where moon and mystery hold sway. 📚 A blessing of brief transport past the perceiving, leaving all enriched in spirit for having born witness to wonders unseen till that hallowed day. 🦋

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWritten in 1900.
Ep. 22 : Customized.
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤׅㅤㅤ˚ㅤ🦇 . . .ㅤ𔓕ㅤㅤㅤㅤׅ

💌 Its words awakened stirrings within my soul I scarce comprehend. What mysteries did this messenger from realms beyond allude to, I wondered. What higher truths did it offer to unveil, if I but found the will to follow whereso its guidance led? I knew in that moment a choice did hang before me, to shrink back or press on. 🌸 O! fair spirit, show me the way, I pleaded, for darkness has too long held sway over my heart. Lend me thine aid to cast off doubt and fear, and know the light that in eternal verities dwell. 💌💌