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ㅤㅤㅤ ⚓️ ... ? SEIZE THE ANCHOR,
ㅤㅤㅤMOOR AND ENTER THE-WARM
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ OLD ㅤㅤ /ㅤㅤ CHATEAU.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Although Other Apertures
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Appear, The Gold You’ll Hold Is
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ More Judicious In This Moment.
Lightning never reconciled with the chameleonic raindrops, sound by sound entered loudly in the eardrums. Wind that did not penetrate the moth-eaten walls, and ships that did not sway with the tide. Ship docked as it should, the solar system giving an omen to let it know the gates were officially open.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ HIGHEST THRONE ↑ FOR
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE ELDERLY AS PARENTS.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1980-1995s.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ↑ UNCLE AND AUNTY.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1990-1998s)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ OLDEST. ↑
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1999-2001s)
ㅤㅤ↑ MIDDLE.
ㅤㅤ (2002-2004s)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ YOUNGEST ↑
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(2006-2008s)
Shrug-off the grotesque roar of the waves. Once in the way, face and let the water kneel—because the inheritor to the throne has the potential to make-it-possible: have the same courage, and uphold to defend the position of treasure.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ ⚓️ ... ? SEIZE THE ANCHOR,
ㅤㅤㅤMOOR AND ENTER THE-WARM
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ OLD ㅤㅤ /ㅤㅤ CHATEAU.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Although Other Apertures
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Appear, The Gold You’ll Hold Is
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ More Judicious In This Moment.
Lightning never reconciled with the chameleonic raindrops, sound by sound entered loudly in the eardrums. Wind that did not penetrate the moth-eaten walls, and ships that did not sway with the tide. Ship docked as it should, the solar system giving an omen to let it know the gates were officially open.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ HIGHEST THRONE ↑ FOR
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE ELDERLY AS PARENTS.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1980-1995s.)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ↑ UNCLE AND AUNTY.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1990-1998s)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ OLDEST. ↑
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ (1999-2001s)
ㅤㅤ↑ MIDDLE.
ㅤㅤ (2002-2004s)
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ YOUNGEST ↑
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(2006-2008s)
Helo! Me hearties of the Saltreign crew. After sailin' through many a lonesome tide, I be droppin' anchor and claimin' me spot on this fine ship. They call me (name), but the seas know me better as (muse name), born in the year (muse birth year)—marked on every map as (@.username). I pledge meself to the crew, the cause, and the code. Let the wind favor us and the world fear our wake.
You can send the format through @Saltreignbot.
Shrug-off the grotesque roar of the waves. Once in the way, face and let the water kneel—because the inheritor to the throne has the potential to make-it-possible: have the same courage, and uphold to defend the position of treasure.
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