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𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟 ━━━━━━━━ ⁑⚘
A wanderlust of your psyche, encourages you to roam this Elysian Abditory. Persist no matter the circumstance, Philocaliste étant Le 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐃'𝐞̂𝐭𝐫𝐞.
𝗤𝘂𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰.
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⚘␥ 𝓜𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝓢𝒉𝒐𝒑
⠀⠀ Open your eyes, smile.
⠀⠀ You will get the ticket!
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❲ 𝖓. ❳ 𝓣𝐡𝐞 psychodramatic technique that exchanges fear for a positive atitude. You will find it; The NGC 3344 within your heliotrope aqueous humor.

𝓘𝐧 spite of a solivagant on antaraxias. But you're standing along ARP 273 and The deluxe ring of Saturn. To find gaiety, you need to know who you are and what you need.

𝓜𝐨𝐨𝐧 above and Earth below. Sky's cool blue and Sun's hot glow. Who walks this hidden road, seek the heartstone's abode.

𝓒𝐨𝐦𝐞 in, welcome to this fairytale. Once you take the ticket, you will never tread back to the reality and get lost here. Stay with me, together with magical beings, 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢. ⊹
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐘ou, locked inside here.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐍o exit door, no plea.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ━━━━━━━━━━
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Sobriquet of Angel
⠀⠀⠀ ୨ ━━━━━━━━━━ ୧
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓑𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒆́ 𝒅'𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 of him, like the blue of the sea cradled by the moonlight. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 of him, like the very green of the hill kissed by the summer delight. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 of him, as pink as the roses that grow in his mother's garden. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 of him, red like the autumn leaves that lay abandoned. As Nikita gill has been said. Goes by name 𝓕𝙪𝙟𝙞𝙠𝙤 𝓐𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙞, a seraphic boy whose living in his wonderful fairytale.


𝓦𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 ፡ Like wild flower itself, up at all the stars he would be gazing. To the castle swept away, became an angel in a day. And now he wonders, ❛𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚?❜


𝓐𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿 ፡ The one whose blooming beautifully, are the one whose withering quickly. Even if the flower petals have turned with no pastel, if the flower crowns are fracture. He is still look beautiful, because the real beauty is from within.

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𖣦 𝓕𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑵, 𝑰𝑰.
⠀⠀Kalopsia ፡ The other tale.

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𝓣𝗵𝗲 𝓐𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝓞𝗳 𝓐𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗻
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𝐸𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒
𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝐴𝑏𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑


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𝓣here was a majestic invisible partition, separatory their tale. He was forced into a foreign old portal, his human life; was over.

𝓔ach minutiae of his 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐚̂𝐦𝐞, half of it, was locked inside The Demon's Vas sanguineum. Tranquilly flowing with appetence and fright. The selcouth of weald has been ruined by those black horse's hoofs, elegantly run along his tale; 𝑨𝒃𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓.

𝓣o dance artnessly, wherewith his gracious curve is constantly 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. Being the predilection spectacle for them; Mythical beasts and Demons.

𝓗𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠, they have been separated. A sense of saudade itself, making their 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐭 perished. Thus, acatalepsy minded of them will never be realized, to feel eleutheromania.



⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❛ 𝑭𝒖𝒋𝒊, 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅? ❜
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐇𝐞; The Demon, still wonders.
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𖣦 𝓕𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑵, 𝑰.
Allegory of The old portal.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ĭɞ


𝓣hey, are gleefully have a home. So, where is he belongs to? 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒂, alone. His fragile feets keep itinerant and striding around the foggy forest. Lugubrious mind is lugging him to the quaint lake, full of memories.

𝓗is tears fell down, zephyr dancing along withal his blonde hair. His luminous face is tremendously perfect, streaked by 𝐋𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐞. He smiles, be grateful of what he has now. Though, he only has himself at the end.

𝓣hen, now what? He stares at those white feathers beneath the serene lake. 𝒜 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑝𝘩𝑖𝑐 𝑤𝘩𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑎𝑛. Obstreperous sounds fills his ears, soft whispers from no one.


⠀⠀Drown here, right now.
⠀⠀You have no soul, no home.
⠀⠀Jump to the lake, Fuji.
⠀⠀Ours is your home, jump!


𝓗e was lulled by those subtle whispers. Drowsily, his eyes closed and come nearer to the shore of the lake. But, who is gonna help him?


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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

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