be it known, “с днём рождения,”
You-Were-Born. the morning, erstwhile pallid and somnolent, was tinctured with an inexplicable felicity. autumn was in decline, asleep beneath a veil of mist. and yet, amid all this elegant desolation, fate elected to be merciful.
Darling, Berezks
evening blyton @mjeongian, keihl esthera @ianjvgn, aifen wang @sroume, ursula nicole @soucvi, yara @melieta, kitsy @voesju, naomica @souviels
Lilac, Lunochka (DORM)
@soleean, @sileeanthills, @keonssuni's ian, @pillowpuffs, @rosvethian, @rustleean, @dajeongzkfm's ian, @bocchian, @serenyian, @ianpale, @museean, @cloevian, @ahnsuni's ian, @leeanthine, @leevielle, @KEONASEAN’S ian, @Twirlians, @cosmicians, @Leeanymph, @loleeans, @neveian, @yianmei, @halcyian, @iankitty, @velveteean, @rustleean, @neveian, @CLOWNIAHN’s ian, @leeanelle, @magicalians, @leeaneth
Frost, Serebrya (PERSONAL)
nyx
,
crescent
,
constellations
,
lumine
to another year of being: fate’s loveliest indiscretion beneath the felicity birches. the northest manor through gilded-auroras. sincerely, slavanoir. ✩