House Of Etherhail: Beyond the Horizon.
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🜁 .. π—˜π—§π—›π—˜π—₯π—œπ—– 𝗑𝗔π—₯π—₯π—”π—§π—œπ—©π—˜ 𝗗π—₯π—œπ—™π—§π—œπ—‘π—š π—•π—˜π—§π—ͺπ—˜π—˜π—‘ 𝗦𝗧𝗔π—₯𝗦 𝗔𝗑𝗗 π—©π—’π—œπ—— β€” wandering through the ethereal realms, collecting the whispers of the wind.

Tidy up @Ethciv! @EtherhailBot (HFW) & @EtherhailSFSbot (SFS & CONFIRM)
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β€œYOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO STUMBLE UPON THIS CORRIDOR.”


Yet, here you stand. The carpet whispers beneath your steps. The flickering lights above refuse to fade. A fragmented lullaby hums from a fractured speaker somewhere in the distance. Someone has been awaiting your arrival .... ?    πŸ‘£    LICHTHEIM call those who recognize the quiet ache: the hush that follows a crowded room. The haunting familiarity of places never visited. The solace found only in being lost, TOGETHER.


             β€œDO      YOU      BELONG      AMONG      US?”
      We summon wandering souls born between:
              1980β€”1999: FATHERβ€”AUNTSβ€”UNCLES.
                        2000β€”2010: SISTERSβ€”BROTHERS.

Before you press your hand to the next doorknob,
take a glance at the TAKEN LIST of those already
in the room, we don’t want overlapping echoes.

               𓆩𓁼π“†ͺ.                β€’           .     .  Β° 𓆩𓁼π“†ͺ
                   Β°.          β€’.             Β° 𓆩𓁼π“†ͺ

I believed myself alone here, until the lights beckoned me to this passage. Hello, Lichtheim! My muse is (muse), and I was born in (year). If your halls still breathe room for one more, I wish to linger awhile.


γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€Send   your   echo   to   @LichtheimRobot:
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€if  the  hallway  answers,  you  may  enter.
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€Remember;  the  corridor  is  not  endless.
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€Doors may seal. Yet this one remains ajar,
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€but  only  for  a  while.  Lichtheim  awaits.
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             ( πŸ•· ) JACKDOOR: TOWN 9'20.
                       PROSPERITY THE PAGE

                       JUNE       '1st         2025
                     β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€β”€

Lantern light flickers on frost-bitten gravestones, casting shadows softer than fear. With the existence of it, bringing the undeniably lost of lot hope. Twisted trees wore tinsel, and coffins were gift-wrapped as Halloween tried to sing carols. Beneath a crooked moon, our soulsβ€”was stitched and skeletal, found hope in the snow.

γ…€γ…€      ε‘ͺい    (&...)    NOCTURNAL SEPULCHERS
γ…€γ…€      (06.01) β€œ#GOTHMASWITHMORBANE.”
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    γ…€γ…€   Pahn Pathitta's Birthday Bash!
      Season When We Shine the Brightest?

Awaited in scene: Cutest Birthday Dream! π–₯”
γ…€   WAVES, FUN, AND ALL WE CRAVE. yay!
γ…€γ…€γ…€What’s Warmer Than the Sun?
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€JUST #21DreamsWithPahn.
γ…€γ…€γ…€   γ…€β€”β€”β€” β€”β€”β€” ✿ β€”β€”β€” β€”β€”β€”
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@Kyqeom sedang memasak. πŸ˜Άβ€πŸŒ«
@lsully astaga kok bergaulnya sama ini.