Beaming mulch whirled within eddies of wind. A magnetism of nature that comes across to fetch abiding equilibrium, can be yelled at a fashionista's scheme of glamour with the aim of fluffy magnificence.
✽. @TheParagonsBot, @PlethoraOfParagon
Lavish greetings to you all, dearest Gonies of The Paragon. We hereby announce that we are CLOSE FOR SUBS-FOR-SUBS MUTUALISM BETWEEN DORMS for an amount of uncertain time under certain circumstances. We would like to apologize for this, yet we are still open for twibbon, poster, or any distribution our mutual dorms might need in the future. Thank you in advance for willing to understand us!
Salam kepada kalian semua, Gonies dari The Paragon. Dengan ini kami mengumumkan bahwa kami MENUTUP PERMINTAAN SFS MUTUAL ANTAR PAGUYUBAN untuk waktu yang tidak dapat ditentukan karena alasan tertentu. Kami meminta maaf untuk ini, namun kami masih terbuka untuk permintaan penyebaran HFW twibbon, poster, atau apapun yang mutual kami perlukan di masa depan. Terima kasih sebelumnya atas pengertian kalian!
ㅤ Carmine bolshevik, saffron lily-livered, emerald chartreuse, azure crestfallen—the burgee are ballad that brews adore threshold to a land of enchantment withal amid gainst all the mystique allure, there is a deity soaring and masquerade above the starslake herewith astonishing oscillation lustrous, vigorous efflorescence and whispering greenery synchronous the comely celestial-belle crusades all-embracing of chastity and everlasting pulchritude. Nonetheless for an ethereal maiden it emerged as if a farsighted and obscure dimness had seized her, toilsome to force her entangled scorched comeuppance abyss beyond any endearment malady. Fleur-de-lis remained to magnify and florescence, thence it was the benevolence in her essence that lured her keen on lukewarm adhere to reach peripheral of delighted eventide airy beneath the plenilune refracting silvernrays athwart woodlands, a lassie who was fraternize with the woundscars and nescience blemishes crippled miserable a winding road to rendezvous her salvation. The miraculous lacquer she belongs to, whereupon she is destined to cherish livelihood fore caliginosity barely asphyxiates her. Noctilucae fireflies embellished the lakeshores as the enchantress’ majesty scintillate underneath cornucopian boscage. However, this is not her first nor the last time of experiencing magical things. But the question is, who will stand stalwartly with her? ㅤ ㅤ
Finished! I love you, Gogonies, to the moon and back, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again, to the moon again and back again 😘
Gogonies, let's destroy your boredom and play with Jinni! Kindly drop your username in the comment section, and I'll describe you by using music lyrics! 🤍 (Thanks for Isabella Blanche unnie who gives me this game recommendation)