Charlie Van Houtten gen 5.

The autumn bells whisper softly as a gentle embrace drifts your way, dearest @TheMorseviic. Carried by the mellow breeze of fall, it brings warmth, care, and quiet affection—like leaves that fall to make room for new wonders. May this little hug remind you that you’re cherished beyond words, wrapped in tenderness as the season folds into gold. So brew your tea, smile at the dusk, and let the hush of autumn hold you close.

Brushed in amber hues,
Taesan.

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❲ . . 🫆 . . ❳ The communion uphold sacred decay bound by thorn, fidelity too ancient to name. In the periphery of digital ruin, your names flare quietly like sigils inked in dusk, still pulsings, warm. You are consecrated.
@thelioyd @therosenvelt @onthemend @HauntMinds @HouseOfEyre @IVERIEZ @HouseOfCassele @LamkeFamilie.

In this blighted interstice between time and memory, we offer benediction who remain: embalmed marrowbound, tenure of mythos coalesced camaraderie, etched into oubliettes that predate daylight.

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