Aaaannd, we’re done! Yeaaaay! This board game will probably be the last one I’ll be doing for a while. I believe that a little distance makes the heart grow fonder. I’ll still see you around and hopefully get to join you in other games from time to time. :3 Well then, until we meet again, Matchie! ♥️👋🏻

Hi.... Jangan lupa yaa. 😢💧💧💧💔

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ㅤㅤARRIVES IN ITS OWN TIME,
ㅤㅤFOUND ONLY AFTER WANDERING.
ㅤㅤ(PIECES: 01.) FIT-TO-BE.

Like stumbling upon little fragments of meaning we never know it was missing. The misplaced for finally seeing them. Once on purpose. Finding the Pieces of this puzzles.

ㅤ ⧉ Come Together: One-by-One.
ㅤ— ADRIAN ISAYÍSH.
ㅤ— ANDREAN SOMMÈRS.
ㅤ— DELAUNE MAZHEÈR.
ㅤ— JEREMIAH CALDWELL.
ㅤ— MAROSKE ANGELO.
ㅤ— MEIHREN TSAFY.
ㅤ— NIKOLAI FERN.
ㅤ— RAHAGI MALAM.
ㅤ— REKAH SENADI.
ㅤ— SJĄHRAN MUNEER.

Little-by-little. They begin to fit together. Revealing a puzzles that feels far more meaningful. One. Two. Three. Looking back at all the Pieces we’ve found. The lessons they carries. The moments that lead us here. With much measured: Love will lead you home.

ㅤTHE SCATTERED PIECES / (NOW FIT
ㅤTOGETHER), ALL ALONG. ONE. MOIRÉ.
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Hooooi, Matchimut! I miss you all a loooot. Sudah lama tidak menyapa... Ngobrol, yuk? Bener kata Dilan, rindu itu berat. ;( Speaking of heaviness, the first day of the week is always a little exhausting, isn’t it, Matchie? I’m already feeling so weak even though it’s only Monday… and the weather here has been ridiculously hot too. #TidakSanggup. Sooo, how has your Monday been going so far, Sweethearts? P oi spill.

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Completed! The chamber returned, clock ceased its laughter when either of us cradle. The rain finally remembered the window.
Happy Mensiversarry, Dearest One Mates:
@aurochsmate!

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(Evermore, 08-12.) Do you heard, Schat...? It lay beneath the old places, immaculate and strangely warm. As though it had been waiting there for years. They picked it up and studied its peculiar shape. It belonged to the puzzle on their desk, the puzzle they had never remembered known.

Their thought began to emerge: a house, a moon fractured across a black sky. Yet something about it felt disturbingly familiar. The more pieces they connected, the more clear it seemed less like an illustration and more like a memory. / Eternity of Forever.
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