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The brilliancy of the foglamp, on its yields, held this archangelic lass all aeons of time captive, from demigod to incarnate; beneath the vast universe lay the pharisaic damsel in her XVIII, Kim Sheon.
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ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Avid pubes thence lixiviate of misease, welfare bequest agitate hedge pious and subsist to dispense cathode clutter to adolescences in augury. Avondale’s a palpate of eudaimonia proxy emanate prolonged, reckon the precipitation sprinkling laminate acclimated vanguard that seduce spacious. Owing to apotheosis sequence being redux query by atonement, today STATION Z is chum by Billlie. Isn’t today an breathtakingly fare-thee-well and jocular sequence? We surmise rigorously. Auspicious propels we substantiate with Belllie’ve are commend on the video by MoonSua, Sheon, and Tsuki on STATION Z. We would revel to assuage our courteous Belllie’ve as we vesture disparate refinement of yellow on our adorn, we velleity be at Belllie’ve side and establish you wholly of our derision and jubilance, as yellow correlate to complacency! Culmination encroach, and we’re gallant of you that you’ve pursue this channelize. Let’s preserve prosecure together heedless indefinite. ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : The acts of reciprocating others ventures they erst capped for us is naught unripe in our macrocosm. Myriads of the citizenry in the cosmos did bonanza to antithetic personage in veneration of reimbursing that being whilom impared them. To even dwell upon the doings, the epoch ‘White Day’ was catalyzed. To optimize, the rudimentary explication for White Day is we remunerated the presents we erstwhile acquired on Valentines' Day. It’s chiefly voguish betwixt gents to bestow lassies their presents back, but for now, let 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑬 give back 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆’𝒗𝒆𝒔 love and affection for substantiating us forasmuch as our debut. Each and e’ry member has soignée peculiarly for 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆’𝒗𝒆𝒔! For this twelvemonth’s White Day premise, we’re going to enshroud as Hogwarts sophomores. More idiosyncratically, Gryffindor students. Wringing a boutonniere profuse with candies for e’ryone, we posed duplet discrepant times. Even if you can’t get this candy directly from us, we think the candies indicate our love for 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆’𝒗𝒆𝒔! Happy white day, everyone. Maybe luck will be on your side and you may get home full of presents on your hands. ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Newfanglesness against underneath on behalf of the degradation of the whereabouts they lodge, agitate the serene that decadent unforbidden to ploddingly manoeuvre en route towards concreteness peripheral intriguing, even the intransigence that effete thwarted is approved spontaneously notwithstanding shilly-shallying. The worthwhile stereotype of forgotten anamnesis languishes corporeality that concluded toiling in the chef-d'oeuvre calibre whenever hindsight iz begrudging forsake. Skedaddling bereft of enlightened anew. An opaque circumstance apropos the forfeiture conjecture overripe staunchly flanked alongside whosoever has emboldened in quelling the bête noire of subconscious opprobrium. Inaugurated on ducat B where seven damsels corresponded to poised for the ducat afterglow spellbound in the remembrance cinched agnate that deuce. Nevertheless, this's the conjuncture foreordained buckshee from the outrageous jurisprudence of quintessence.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Apprehensive measures that can't be indoctrinated scientifically, inseminating discomposure over mystical canards that wuz poignant. Thronged inside an antediluvian compendium to evince a run-of-the-mill truism in yonks that detritus inwards berth, Aiming at the monogram alongst assorted adroitness that whilom sought to recrudesce on memoirs considering behooves endow the sole district to apprise folklores and fondle equipped designate yourself. Delightsome incandescence plummets on the pulchritudinous bestowed on each personage wherewith the sacchariferous of the chant they imprint spellbindingly beguiling withal an envisaging atypical to the memorandum. Brimming onto tenderheartedness camaraderies in the assembly of a phosphorescent psyche in eligible congenial abode bequeaths mirth to amalgamation. Witness cosmic prodigiousness on the superficies stomped by, 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑬.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Aperture the portcullises to unusual societies on advantage, the morality that there is a remedy for hitting upon their missing pieces. Find anonymous inklings, clues to uncover their comrades. The vacancy that illuminates the midsts of their courage. It was the concern of the twilight that gave rise to her call the remaining folks. It occurred as if they were in various worlds, on one viewpoint there was her who was prowling in the midst of uncertainty and some were rejoicing in the daylight. Until one of them who was bringing into the world leisure acknowledged something was erroneous, but she decided on to defy it. Playing stiff coins to differentiate her advantageous destiny, whether he will endure in a delighted realm beneath sunsbeam or either she'll live beneath amazement and darkness. Recollections of their togetherness twinkled through my head, whether it was them who eventually got heretofore together, inseparable by various dimensions or it was a consequence illusion of loneliness and suffer.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Back to their juncture separated by dimensions, those in the vague dimension find strange, tarot-like cards that they desire will consolidate them. Turns out, all of them comprise who's rejoicing furthermore encounter that card. Who already mislay their confidence, appointed to throw away that card. The mystic transpires when they acquire the cards which oversee them to come to be one as 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑬, cards that illustrated them singly, put them in a suitcase to glimpse what occurred, the box magically wrapped up as if they were all obligated to be one as 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑬. But it accomplished interrupt there, strangeness happened likewise, darkness immediately establish them and aimed at to disentangle them. To prevent the disastrous entities that will transpire, they flee and revolt for their fortune, together. Collective before the threshold to the new soul realm, 𝑩𝑰𝑳𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑬 gives rise to the blessing to the society as one, specially for their folkness. ㅤ
ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎 encounters a peculiar melody, a tune she's heard thousand times yet never before, similar to what her friend 𝑻𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒊 heard. That whenever a peony sprout pours out its vibrantly colored bloom to the sight, it emits a melody that the heart perceives and turns into a symphony. As an end, as her fingers move over the card she's holding, this is what has been heard by her ears. She adapts the heart melody as to what the sights can see by using her creative hues and paintbrush. And as she penned, whenever the syllables began to form bunches, phrases, and passages, it was the perfect insulator of the moon's tranquil melody, the symphony of genesis.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Two statuesque oaks of somber peeping emerald arose in the midnight gap of heaven's dark bloom, their tips encircling as if though drawn in arithmetic purity. And when 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒂 saw the sight of a one-eyed rabbit, vast and savvy, as she peered at them about a magnificent millisecond, the sort that could have been any number of days in the lustre of eternal afterlife. She stood beyond those emerald rabbit eyes in the stratosphere, peering on the engulfed land, before she can even gasp another breath before her mind was cognizant of any other thought. For all of these were our herald's eyes, the ones that guarded all the heavens in the sovereignty of love. Her fantasies were not as lovely as those in other people's stories, and she was swallowed up in her slumber and thoughts. So she stumbled into a strange universe she has no idea what it really is.
ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : The transcendental prism brought to light two faces to 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧; the one shaped by love and the one shaped by visceral apathy. It illustrated how she swung amongst them, never wanting to admit that she had more than one persona. It then depicted a dagger and a silky silk sweater to her. She might undergo the agony of shedding the tone of voice of apathy, or she could accept the serenity of the silk sweater that hid the truth from all eyes. It was difficult to heal and grow and learn. It was simple to prolong this rot into a realm of vanity and hubris. The aim of the transcendental prism was never to impart wisdom. That was there to illustrate the truths so that when the entity could never pretend that they didn't have much choice in their destiny. It had been told, and so as a corollary, they have either been laudable for gaining or liable for worsening from whatever degree of empathetic welfare they were at.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : The television jury was hung in the corner like an unsavory eyepiece. 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧 tried not to stare, but with it gone, the two beams of disarray in the chamber appeared so much terrible. The television must symbolize escapism, seeing into other people's lives, being a roll on the wall - not a terrible imitation of her own ailment. She didn't need the humdrum of her own flourishing mirrored back to her. Her foot thumped vigorously up and down, her cheeks clenched, and she crouched down, memory deliriously vacant, almost without a rational awareness, picking up the remote to choose the tv programme and hung silently.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : As 𝑺𝒖𝒂 descends the elevator and toward the highrise foyer. She has a slight bounce in her step as a byproduct of the exhilaration she is going through right now. A quiet ding swiftly tells us that the elevator is open. The gleaming brown doors with gold lines split to disclose a capacious elevator. The elevators frames are bonded with the same travertine that covers the hallways of the foyer and the 11th floor. Once inside the elevator, you discover that there are about 11 levels reachable from this elevator. The velocity of the elevator is the next amazement once there. It gives the impression that the journey is exceedingly smooth and efficient, with the only signal of your velocity coming from the neon LED podium meter dangling just above the entrance. Whenever the journey is finished, the gold lattice doors emerge and she exits onto the 11th level, found as the 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐘𝐨.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : All seek a known doorway to enter the premises of tranquility; this is the illustrator's talent. Each sees just one entry, the one carved chiefly for them by love, an approach that is strange and vastly different from the rest. The portal that takes 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 to a new world. She pounces down to sniff it; very unlike anything she's ever smelled before, not caustic, not lovely, and not like waste. The waves swept out as she thought but in slow motion. She lifts her gaze away. Yet, somewhere within the entrance, she heard something unusual, a tune she's heard a thousand times and never heard before.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : 𝑺𝒖𝒉𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏 opened the cabinet door to discover the bizarre world. When she unlocks the cabinet, she discovers a realm unlike her own. She finds a cabinet in which to hide. She goes all the way back and forth into the wardrobe until she reaches a zone known as 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐘𝐨. The 7 maidens go in together for the final time after stepping in numerous times. They tackle the one-eyed rabbit, meet sentient animals, and come face to face with an evil witch. Will her and BILLLIE's voyage to The Strange World come to an end here, or will they continue to remain?
ㅤ ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Beaucoup psychedelic and vivid billet hitherto the vacuous subtlety is alloted, there's something astray and obliterated, it's deviant. Seven nymphets with myriads of varient savviness is put asunder in altered pews and vacancy, In an endeavor to prevail the specified quandaries. Working hard scrupulously to the depths will dearth embellishments to bludgeon it chic and glitzy, such as baroque chains, quaint chokers, twee buckles, and quintessential toggery. To do a voyage within the peculiar parallel, you would have to bedazzle and astonish yourself with elegance to be one with it. The coalescence of flourishing insignia spotlights a staggering hue. When you're an inchoate, you may conjecture that it isn't righteous. However, once you descry the pulchritude and grace of whiz, you'll ardor and revere the peculiars.
ㅤ⋆ ָ࣪ 𓏲 ۰𓈒✦ : Gone wandering and doesn't recognize where you are for once in a while is prevalent, but be prim of your valued identity, or you might just lose your hold of it. It's an odd dwell to be at, many atypical things that their eyes never gazed on before, yet thumping sorcery ferried them there spellbindingly for a prolix pilgrimage. "Why, oh why can't I come back to my tepid abode? The humidity here is too odious." They muddle and muddle of the purpose they were sent there, nearly thwarted their selves from the byzantine beliefs. As they get it together, each lass voyaged for a latitude of space and comfort. One by one bumped into each other and share their odd tales, yet it wasn't foul to the other since they suaved congruous things. Now they've become one, all seven ravishing, cherubic, and peerless one of a kinds ciphering what has purveyed them. ㅤ