Forwarded from [] WYRMHARROW: The Moonwrought Lineage.
Today felt like opening a treasure box of old memories. Wyrmharrow’s Martin and Wyrmharrow’s Juhoon gathered everyone’s childhood photos, and suddenly the room filled with warmth. There’s Sarchner’s Youngseo with flowers painted on her cheeks, Cherrilane’s Ian looking adorable as he holds a dog with that tiny shy smile, followed by Grachter’s Juhoon lost in a soft daydream, and Halton’s Nahyun posing coolly with a skateboard like a mini icon. Then there’s Calsearth’s Yuha rocking a rabbit filter, Cherrilane’s Stella looking boldly confident, Loughrey’s Ian doing the iconic “hidup seperti larry” pose, Lorth’s Keonho happily eating cake, and Clyborne’s Juun sitting with such quiet grace it feels like a memory frozen in gold.
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sarchner's leeseo today report: went on a shopping haul without realizing i bought all my melody thingy....... but nvm isn't it cuteeee cherns? :3
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MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @CampOfLachers, @Caelthwynn, & @CathectLaFamilie The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
MORNING FOG CURLING OVER THE HILLS, THE CLANG OF A CABLE CAR ECHOING DOWN THE STREET — SAN FRANCISCO, 1999. 🌁🚋
As the city stirs, we’re reminded of the dear ones who fill our home with warmth and mischief in equal measure: @CampOfLachers, @Caelthwynn, & @CathectLaFamilie The kitchen is alive with coffee brewing and toast popping, while someone hums along to a tune only half-remembered from the radio. Laughter drifts from the living room where the couch has already been claimed, and the scent of garden blossoms—picked in haste but arranged with love—brightens the air. Outside, the Golden Gate stands steady in the morning light, a quiet reminder that some things, like family and old friendships, never change. May our days remain as full as this house, and our stories as endless as the streets of this city we call home.
Fondly,
@Sarchner.
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