ᛝ 𝗕𝗘𝗬𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗔 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗
　　　𝗔 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗔𝗪𝗡𝗦. ´ཀ 🈳

A condemned circle where revenants clutch obsolete fortunes and gnaw at fading echoes. To proceed, we eclipse their malice and cross bramble that remembers every atrocity, while the upper world flickers as fractured archives denied absolution. The pendulum has oscillated beyond recall; the festivity feels perpetual—less benediction, more an anomalous loop convened for those we shall inscribe: @TheVansents @Shineninng @LineageofZhu.

The present composes itself as a delirious chronicle—ornate, algorithmic, incessantly humming beneath each suspended hour. ﾒ

And with all the tacit iniquity we harbor,
@Sethlore. 𓂀
　

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Summertime is always better together,
Summer escape with who ..?
@SETHLORE ..🏖

Sunscreened noses, sticky fingers from frozen treats, and sandy toes that will take a week to clean out of the car. A little summer gathering, where laughter lingers longer, stories are shared beneath the warm sun, and Sethlore always feels like truly home. From building giant sandcastles at sunrise to catching the boardwalk fireworks as the sky went dark, every single minute has been dedicated to classic summer memories.
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With our sincerest gratitude, Sethlore would like to extend our heartfelt appreciation to @SunlitSerena for thoughtfully hosting such a wonderful summer event. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to cherish the season and preserve its warmth through beautiful moments and memories. We are truly grateful for the time, effort, and kindness that made this season a memorable one for us. ♥︎

Sethlore Family.

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‎ㅤㅤㅤ[31/04]. OMBRA-MACULATA:
‎ㅤㅤㅤIn Everlasting Fealty.⬮
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‎Fetch the hushed gossip of #22PrintsOfWonyoung! Rippled par the feline-printed rooms, find your eyes agonized by the oh-so-charming attendance. Grace the governs, promenade with the outrageous appeal by the wee-wink d'amour, sure turn every lovely presence into one darling darling sophistication.
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“‎Chant the liberty of attire..!” Granteth every spirit to manifest every innermost, surely far beyond the worn convention. Oh, do not assume any eccentric guise past any reasoning, our garments would don cross preppy wandering gaze— but sure beware of the locks of the unique sights. Against-through every print of the multitude everyoungs, our vestments appear delightfully discordant, peerless by the pride of a chronicle vogue, made by @rJakeh as the visual architect who frames  the one-of-a-kind chic aesthetics, as exquisitely wedded to @Motherangel and @BoneOfRose, who weave diction with heartfelt haute-hush. Whistle unto your create-concious societe! Who has communed and kept vigil since the prime dawn, we holler: @VickySoiree, @VelourVicky, @Hjerts, @JadeOfLiu, @NorveinSibs, @LaSonnaille, @Grachter, @Soulstive, @HouseOfFahlte, @Courthlace, @CasaLaDuvall, @KasteelOfDuisterg and @TheEldraeth. Truthfully, do not let thosw prints fade, as this solemnity remaineth not exclusive to a chosen few, for whosoever desireth to partake, may be dressed ingress through @LucksOfVickyBot.
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Sethies! Let's hype our Wonyoung birthday by using this twibbon. 🩶

SUNDAY THROUGH THE EYES OF MIMOM. ♡
#SundayAtPARENTSYNC with @Sethlore.

A small glimpse into how our Sunday looks like at home. Our morning was started with baking Princess Rosy’s birthday cake and some small sweet treats for the kids, which in turn turned into the kitchen being in a mess like there was an explosion of some miniature bakery in there. And due to the fact that children have asked me for the hundredth time for some cookies, I had to bake not one but two batches of those 🍪

And somewhere amid the cooking, cleaning, decorating and keeping up, Bibob stepped in and helped me handle the chaos that followed afterwards. It was a little bit chaotic, little bit messy and certainly very much like a mom’s kind of day. But, I wouldn’t exchange it for anything else. Just another ordinary Sunday spent with the warm oven, tasty treats, noisy little ones and my sweet children, who make my house home. 🤍