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“In each passage which befell in our life, for salvation that we endure; a blessing bursts forth in the pearl of eternity.”   (1986: Eternity Voyagers)

Fate chose for an eternal power, a sporadic phantasy that we never wrote in hope. However, it happened; as we thought, we have been destined and chosen for a long Odyssey. From the future back to the yore, determining the canvas to paint the phantasm together. We shall express all of our blessings and philanthropies which poured out as we merrymaking to commemorate your feast. We release every writing in every evaporated dew, in the timeline, for the revelers: @Dolovent @TogetherWithSix @BluesofGoury @Demryhs @TheMystveil @TheOceaniic. As today commemorated your special day, we joined in the merriment. Blessings and luck are always with you, in each chapter of life that will lead you to the crest!

Eternally grateful,
@VonityS.

  
ㅤㅤ ( E, 22‘ 01) . 🎞 Every fragment in his memory mosaic represents a priceless flash of passion. The soft-spoken charm that fills the voids, the solace in his silence, the way his eyes speak in voices softer than words. These moments, which were dispersed over time, have now been meticulously collected, framed, and treasured as a single, timeless gallery. A celebration of a serene and beautiful phenomenon, not just a person. Today, we celebrate with true devotion rather than opulence. We celebrate another year, a golden thread added to his expanding legacy, with the spirit of poetry, the aroma of early spring cherry blossoms, and the breath of melodies that drift through dimly lit hallways. This is a tribute to the person who walks next to. The doors not open with grandeur, but with a soft sigh of time remembering the one it once paused for. On April 23rd, time is condensed into this thing that we now know as the Mosaic of Memories, a space of lavender warmth, a space lit by Songkang’s light. He is not only a muse for eyes to look at, but a presence entwined into those who can hear. In his silence there is a thousand melodies. In his stillness, a thousand movements. Here, his growth is recorded, not in ink, but in feeling, the petals of which unfold on ancient marble. 📠 ／ ‘Today, the fragments of his journey are on display, how he speaks without speaking, how he stands like time had carved him from still air and soft gold. But memories of him are not contained in pages or hearts, but in passing of seasons and in the softening of echoes.

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@hyejuson has crafted it exquisitely, @versevia gives it verses, the warm presence of @Songkaxng, @Songkangw, @ySongkang, @Songvkang, @TheFerrovi and @HymnOfHumn lovingly raises it. This gallery now extends an invitation to you to participate. And ifyou have any problems to apply twibbon, or simply need assistance, you can contact our bot at @SongkangBot Don't worry, we’re here to help you ensure your tribute sparkles radiant. Share your version with the hashtag #31OdysseyOfSongkang so every memory can be connected with another. It is to honor stillness, elegance, and unrelenting strength in quiet beauty to celebrate him. Today is his and may we be part of his timeless exhibition.