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混沌を彷徨う灯火 Світло, що блукає крізь хаос
混沌を彷徨う小さな灯火達
Маленькі вогники, що блукають у хаосіhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/n87d3ebb3cdf0
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#small #light #wander #through #chaos #gather #together #drawn #warm #flutter #cold #darkness #lead #lost #stranger #moment #healing #stardust #shining #fairies #starry #sky #earth #heart #mission #return
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未来へ У майбутнє
宇宙を駆け抜ける一筋の光
Я запрошую вас у світле завтраhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/n483d318a69e2
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#ray #light #running #space #cut #abyss #future #horizon #road #filled #hope #invite #shining #tomorrow #fear #straight #color #chaos #calls #better #light #continue #reaches #never #end #rainbow #limit #life
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明るき未来へ歩む民
Народ, що йде до світлого майбутньогоhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/naa8cac8cbb69
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#dark #sky #never #clear #abyss #block #way #wind #smell #death #stop #Innocent #peaple #wander #chaos #wave #give #future #take #small #shining #blade #swore #ready #hole #open #cloud #spear #purification #subject #shadow #away #arrow
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光輝く神秘の娘 Сяюча дочка таємниць
灰色の娘、仲間から逸れる
Сіра дочка, що відходить від товаришів,https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n7776c4efd888
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#shining #mysterious #grey #strays #companions #wandering #horizonless #sea #chaos #enchanted #drawn #blue #crystal #burning #scorching #heart #dazzlingly #run #ocean #fireflies #eternal #sleep
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透き通る瞳 Кришталево чисті очі
透き通る美しき瞳
Кришталево чисті і красиві очіhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/nb7ff4bae189a
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#beautiful #clear #eyes #bathed #sun #envelop #classroom #gentle #rainbow #fleet #shining #dazzlingly #shattering #instant
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https://www.kpopnsfw.com/260554/260516-beerrockfest-instagram-update-tzuyu-weve-been-waiting-for-you-%f0%9f%92%99-tzuyu-will-be-shining-brightest-this-summer-at-the-kaohsiung-beer-music-festival-%f0%9f%8c%9f-all-this-journey/ 260516 beerrockfest Instagram Update – Tzuyu, we’ve been waiting for you! 💙 Tzuyu will be shining brightest this summer at the Kaohsiung Beer Music Festival! 🌟 All this journey, please give your biggest support to Tzuyu on stage! #Beer #beerrockfest #Biggest #brightest #festival #give #instagram #journey #KAOHSIUNG #music #shining #stage #summer #support #Twice #tzuyu #update #waiting #Weve
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Jimmy waited as the waitress returned with the cup of hot water.
"Thanks, honey," the man said.
The waitress glared at him, then walked away.
"Professionals," Jimmy continued. "Well-trained and well-supported."
Coral noticed flickers of light #shining or glinting from a rooftop across the plaza. (3/4) #wss366 -
Jimmy waited as the waitress returned with the cup of hot water.
"Thanks, honey," the man said.
The waitress glared at him, then walked away.
"Professionals," Jimmy continued. "Well-trained and well-supported."
Coral noticed flickers of light #shining or glinting from a rooftop across the plaza. (3/4) #wss366 -
Jimmy waited as the waitress returned with the cup of hot water.
"Thanks, honey," the man said.
The waitress glared at him, then walked away.
"Professionals," Jimmy continued. "Well-trained and well-supported."
Coral noticed flickers of light #shining or glinting from a rooftop across the plaza. (3/4) #wss366 -
Jimmy waited as the waitress returned with the cup of hot water.
"Thanks, honey," the man said.
The waitress glared at him, then walked away.
"Professionals," Jimmy continued. "Well-trained and well-supported."
Coral noticed flickers of light #shining or glinting from a rooftop across the plaza. (3/4) #wss366 -
Jimmy waited as the waitress returned with the cup of hot water.
"Thanks, honey," the man said.
The waitress glared at him, then walked away.
"Professionals," Jimmy continued. "Well-trained and well-supported."
Coral noticed flickers of light #shining or glinting from a rooftop across the plaza. (3/4) #wss366 -
Celestino had had a pretty average month, but there was one #shining moment: teaching his girlfriend's daughter to ride a bike. He took her to the high school playing fields.
"It's harder to pedal here, but it won't hurt if you fall off. But you won't fall off, cuz I'll keep my hand on the back. You go as fast as you can, I'll be holding you steady. I can run real fast, I did track.
He held on for a minute or two, then the kid was off & pedaling under her own steam.
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Celestino had had a pretty average month, but there was one #shining moment: teaching his girlfriend's daughter to ride a bike. He took her to the high school playing fields.
"It's harder to pedal here, but it won't hurt if you fall off. But you won't fall off, cuz I'll keep my hand on the back. You go as fast as you can, I'll be holding you steady. I can run real fast, I did track.
He held on for a minute or two, then the kid was off & pedaling under her own steam.
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Celestino had had a pretty average month, but there was one #shining moment: teaching his girlfriend's daughter to ride a bike. He took her to the high school playing fields.
"It's harder to pedal here, but it won't hurt if you fall off. But you won't fall off, cuz I'll keep my hand on the back. You go as fast as you can, I'll be holding you steady. I can run real fast, I did track.
He held on for a minute or two, then the kid was off & pedaling under her own steam.
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Celestino had had a pretty average month, but there was one #shining moment: teaching his girlfriend's daughter to ride a bike. He took her to the high school playing fields.
"It's harder to pedal here, but it won't hurt if you fall off. But you won't fall off, cuz I'll keep my hand on the back. You go as fast as you can, I'll be holding you steady. I can run real fast, I did track.
He held on for a minute or two, then the kid was off & pedaling under her own steam.
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Celestino had had a pretty average month, but there was one #shining moment: teaching his girlfriend's daughter to ride a bike. He took her to the high school playing fields.
"It's harder to pedal here, but it won't hurt if you fall off. But you won't fall off, cuz I'll keep my hand on the back. You go as fast as you can, I'll be holding you steady. I can run real fast, I did track.
He held on for a minute or two, then the kid was off & pedaling under her own steam.
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It was late morning, and the sun started shining into the yard above the neighbor's backyard oak.
The lead investigator got down to sit on her heels, to be closer to eye level with Chip, "My name is Cathy, and I'm just here to ask questions."
Chip looked around, "Why are there so many people with you?"
Cathy kept her eyes on Chip, "Last time someone talked to the treant, they got ... hurt. The team is here to prevent anyone from getting hurt."
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It was late morning, and the sun started shining into the yard above the neighbor's backyard oak.
The lead investigator got down to sit on her heels, to be closer to eye level with Chip, "My name is Cathy, and I'm just here to ask questions."
Chip looked around, "Why are there so many people with you?"
Cathy kept her eyes on Chip, "Last time someone talked to the treant, they got ... hurt. The team is here to prevent anyone from getting hurt."
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It was late morning, and the sun started shining into the yard above the neighbor's backyard oak.
The lead investigator got down to sit on her heels, to be closer to eye level with Chip, "My name is Cathy, and I'm just here to ask questions."
Chip looked around, "Why are there so many people with you?"
Cathy kept her eyes on Chip, "Last time someone talked to the treant, they got ... hurt. The team is here to prevent anyone from getting hurt."
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It was late morning, and the sun started shining into the yard above the neighbor's backyard oak.
The lead investigator got down to sit on her heels, to be closer to eye level with Chip, "My name is Cathy, and I'm just here to ask questions."
Chip looked around, "Why are there so many people with you?"
Cathy kept her eyes on Chip, "Last time someone talked to the treant, they got ... hurt. The team is here to prevent anyone from getting hurt."
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It was late morning, and the sun started shining into the yard above the neighbor's backyard oak.
The lead investigator got down to sit on her heels, to be closer to eye level with Chip, "My name is Cathy, and I'm just here to ask questions."
Chip looked around, "Why are there so many people with you?"
Cathy kept her eyes on Chip, "Last time someone talked to the treant, they got ... hurt. The team is here to prevent anyone from getting hurt."
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 96: 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus
**#Wss366 Shining #TimeTravelAuthors 04/29. Author's choice/promo
“Come,” said the hooded figure, beckoning toward the rear of the tavern. “They love not sorcerers here. Nor foreigners, as your clothes mark you.”
I followed him closely across the crowded floor, flanked by two guards. The murmur of complaint that continued wasn’t reassuring, but the crowd parted for our guide as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. As we reached an exit, he turned and addressed the room. While I didn’t understand the words, they silenced the complaints.
Beyond the door, we emerged into a dusty alley stinking of refuse or worse. Overhead, the sun blazed down, #shining hot enough to fry one’s brains. I wished I could change my clothes to the coarse linen tunics worn by my guards, but it seemed unwise to resort to “sorcery.” It was a balance between looking outlandish or confirming I was a sorceress. I made the obvious choice not to make things worse.
“We should hurry,” our host said in French. “The Franks will know of your arrival soon. They govern with Satan’s iron fist.”
I translated for Emily, who nodded and kept pace with us.
We threaded our way through twisted alleys, drawing suspicious stares and the occasional sign against the evil eye. The people we passed were of a swarthy cast, wearing loose robes, tunics, and turbans. They spoke a multitude of languages, none of which I understood.
There was a sense of tension and distrust beyond what our mere presence could explain. There were furtive glances up and down the street and hushed voices instead of gossip.
“Do you think we're in Nicosia?” Emily asked me.
“Are we in Nicosia?” I, in turn, asked our guide.
“Nicosia, 907 Anno Martyrum or 1191 by your calendar.”
“Yes,” I said to Emily. “And I think he knows we're time-travelers. Why else would he tell me the year?”
Emily nodded again, while my guards gave me an evil glare. The youth soon explained, “It is best not to speak the language of the invaders. Al-Malik Rīchārd is not well-loved.”
As he finished speaking, shouts and the sound of running feet broke the uneasy murmur of the street. Soon after, men ran past us in disorganized ones, twos, and threes. Cries of “Hoi Naítai,” “Hoi Phrángoi,” “Al-Faranj,” and “Fursān al-Haykal” filled the air.
My guards drew their daggers, and we turned to retreat, only to be met by the crowd surging back, milling about like trapped sheep.
“Alas!” our guide cried. "The Franks! We've been betrayed!"
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 96: 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus
**#Wss366 Shining #TimeTravelAuthors 04/29. Author's choice/promo
“Come,” said the hooded figure, beckoning toward the rear of the tavern. “They love not sorcerers here. Nor foreigners, as your clothes mark you.”
I followed him closely across the crowded floor, flanked by two guards. The murmur of complaint that continued wasn’t reassuring, but the crowd parted for our guide as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. As we reached an exit, he turned and addressed the room. While I didn’t understand the words, they silenced the complaints.
Beyond the door, we emerged into a dusty alley stinking of refuse or worse. Overhead, the sun blazed down, #shining hot enough to fry one’s brains. I wished I could change my clothes to the coarse linen tunics worn by my guards, but it seemed unwise to resort to “sorcery.” It was a balance between looking outlandish or confirming I was a sorceress. I made the obvious choice not to make things worse.
“We should hurry,” our host said in French. “The Franks will know of your arrival soon. They govern with Satan’s iron fist.”
I translated for Emily, who nodded and kept pace with us.
We threaded our way through twisted alleys, drawing suspicious stares and the occasional sign against the evil eye. The people we passed were of a swarthy cast, wearing loose robes, tunics, and turbans. They spoke a multitude of languages, none of which I understood.
There was a sense of tension and distrust beyond what our mere presence could explain. There were furtive glances up and down the street and hushed voices instead of gossip.
“Do you think we're in Nicosia?” Emily asked me.
“Are we in Nicosia?” I, in turn, asked our guide.
“Nicosia, 907 Anno Martyrum or 1191 by your calendar.”
“Yes,” I said to Emily. “And I think he knows we're time-travelers. Why else would he tell me the year?”
Emily nodded again, while my guards gave me an evil glare. The youth soon explained, “It is best not to speak the language of the invaders. Al-Malik Rīchārd is not well-loved.”
As he finished speaking, shouts and the sound of running feet broke the uneasy murmur of the street. Soon after, men ran past us in disorganized ones, twos, and threes. Cries of “Hoi Naítai,” “Hoi Phrángoi,” “Al-Faranj,” and “Fursān al-Haykal” filled the air.
My guards drew their daggers, and we turned to retreat, only to be met by the crowd surging back, milling about like trapped sheep.
“Alas!” our guide cried. "The Franks! We've been betrayed!"
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 96: 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus
**#Wss366 Shining #TimeTravelAuthors 04/29. Author's choice/promo
“Come,” said the hooded figure, beckoning toward the rear of the tavern. “They love not sorcerers here. Nor foreigners, as your clothes mark you.”
I followed him closely across the crowded floor, flanked by two guards. The murmur of complaint that continued wasn’t reassuring, but the crowd parted for our guide as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. As we reached an exit, he turned and addressed the room. While I didn’t understand the words, they silenced the complaints.
Beyond the door, we emerged into a dusty alley stinking of refuse or worse. Overhead, the sun blazed down, #shining hot enough to fry one’s brains. I wished I could change my clothes to the coarse linen tunics worn by my guards, but it seemed unwise to resort to “sorcery.” It was a balance between looking outlandish or confirming I was a sorceress. I made the obvious choice not to make things worse.
“We should hurry,” our host said in French. “The Franks will know of your arrival soon. They govern with Satan’s iron fist.”
I translated for Emily, who nodded and kept pace with us.
We threaded our way through twisted alleys, drawing suspicious stares and the occasional sign against the evil eye. The people we passed were of a swarthy cast, wearing loose robes, tunics, and turbans. They spoke a multitude of languages, none of which I understood.
There was a sense of tension and distrust beyond what our mere presence could explain. There were furtive glances up and down the street and hushed voices instead of gossip.
“Do you think we're in Nicosia?” Emily asked me.
“Are we in Nicosia?” I, in turn, asked our guide.
“Nicosia, 907 Anno Martyrum or 1191 by your calendar.”
“Yes,” I said to Emily. “And I think he knows we're time-travelers. Why else would he tell me the year?”
Emily nodded again, while my guards gave me an evil glare. The youth soon explained, “It is best not to speak the language of the invaders. Al-Malik Rīchārd is not well-loved.”
As he finished speaking, shouts and the sound of running feet broke the uneasy murmur of the street. Soon after, men ran past us in disorganized ones, twos, and threes. Cries of “Hoi Naítai,” “Hoi Phrángoi,” “Al-Faranj,” and “Fursān al-Haykal” filled the air.
My guards drew their daggers, and we turned to retreat, only to be met by the crowd surging back, milling about like trapped sheep.
“Alas!” our guide cried. "The Franks! We've been betrayed!"
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 96: 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus
**#Wss366 Shining #TimeTravelAuthors 04/29. Author's choice/promo
“Come,” said the hooded figure, beckoning toward the rear of the tavern. “They love not sorcerers here. Nor foreigners, as your clothes mark you.”
I followed him closely across the crowded floor, flanked by two guards. The murmur of complaint that continued wasn’t reassuring, but the crowd parted for our guide as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. As we reached an exit, he turned and addressed the room. While I didn’t understand the words, they silenced the complaints.
Beyond the door, we emerged into a dusty alley stinking of refuse or worse. Overhead, the sun blazed down, #shining hot enough to fry one’s brains. I wished I could change my clothes to the coarse linen tunics worn by my guards, but it seemed unwise to resort to “sorcery.” It was a balance between looking outlandish or confirming I was a sorceress. I made the obvious choice not to make things worse.
“We should hurry,” our host said in French. “The Franks will know of your arrival soon. They govern with Satan’s iron fist.”
I translated for Emily, who nodded and kept pace with us.
We threaded our way through twisted alleys, drawing suspicious stares and the occasional sign against the evil eye. The people we passed were of a swarthy cast, wearing loose robes, tunics, and turbans. They spoke a multitude of languages, none of which I understood.
There was a sense of tension and distrust beyond what our mere presence could explain. There were furtive glances up and down the street and hushed voices instead of gossip.
“Do you think we're in Nicosia?” Emily asked me.
“Are we in Nicosia?” I, in turn, asked our guide.
“Nicosia, 907 Anno Martyrum or 1191 by your calendar.”
“Yes,” I said to Emily. “And I think he knows we're time-travelers. Why else would he tell me the year?”
Emily nodded again, while my guards gave me an evil glare. The youth soon explained, “It is best not to speak the language of the invaders. Al-Malik Rīchārd is not well-loved.”
As he finished speaking, shouts and the sound of running feet broke the uneasy murmur of the street. Soon after, men ran past us in disorganized ones, twos, and threes. Cries of “Hoi Naítai,” “Hoi Phrángoi,” “Al-Faranj,” and “Fursān al-Haykal” filled the air.
My guards drew their daggers, and we turned to retreat, only to be met by the crowd surging back, milling about like trapped sheep.
“Alas!” our guide cried. "The Franks! We've been betrayed!"
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 10: Post 96: 1191, Nicosia, Cyprus
**#Wss366 Shining #TimeTravelAuthors 04/29. Author's choice/promo
“Come,” said the hooded figure, beckoning toward the rear of the tavern. “They love not sorcerers here. Nor foreigners, as your clothes mark you.”
I followed him closely across the crowded floor, flanked by two guards. The murmur of complaint that continued wasn’t reassuring, but the crowd parted for our guide as if he were Moses at the Red Sea. As we reached an exit, he turned and addressed the room. While I didn’t understand the words, they silenced the complaints.
Beyond the door, we emerged into a dusty alley stinking of refuse or worse. Overhead, the sun blazed down, #shining hot enough to fry one’s brains. I wished I could change my clothes to the coarse linen tunics worn by my guards, but it seemed unwise to resort to “sorcery.” It was a balance between looking outlandish or confirming I was a sorceress. I made the obvious choice not to make things worse.
“We should hurry,” our host said in French. “The Franks will know of your arrival soon. They govern with Satan’s iron fist.”
I translated for Emily, who nodded and kept pace with us.
We threaded our way through twisted alleys, drawing suspicious stares and the occasional sign against the evil eye. The people we passed were of a swarthy cast, wearing loose robes, tunics, and turbans. They spoke a multitude of languages, none of which I understood.
There was a sense of tension and distrust beyond what our mere presence could explain. There were furtive glances up and down the street and hushed voices instead of gossip.
“Do you think we're in Nicosia?” Emily asked me.
“Are we in Nicosia?” I, in turn, asked our guide.
“Nicosia, 907 Anno Martyrum or 1191 by your calendar.”
“Yes,” I said to Emily. “And I think he knows we're time-travelers. Why else would he tell me the year?”
Emily nodded again, while my guards gave me an evil glare. The youth soon explained, “It is best not to speak the language of the invaders. Al-Malik Rīchārd is not well-loved.”
As he finished speaking, shouts and the sound of running feet broke the uneasy murmur of the street. Soon after, men ran past us in disorganized ones, twos, and threes. Cries of “Hoi Naítai,” “Hoi Phrángoi,” “Al-Faranj,” and “Fursān al-Haykal” filled the air.
My guards drew their daggers, and we turned to retreat, only to be met by the crowd surging back, milling about like trapped sheep.
“Alas!” our guide cried. "The Franks! We've been betrayed!"
#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Yuri
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混沌を彷徨う灯火 Світло, що блукає крізь хаос
混沌を彷徨う小さな灯火達
Маленькі вогники, що блукають у хаосіhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/n87d3ebb3cdf0
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#small #light #wander #through #chaos #gather #together #drawn #warm #flutter #cold #darkness #lead #lost #stranger #moment #healing #stardust #shining #fairies #starry #sky #earth #heart #mission #return
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未来へ У майбутнє
宇宙を駆け抜ける一筋の光
Я запрошую вас у світле завтраhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/n483d318a69e2
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#ray #light #running #space #cut #abyss #future #horizon #road #filled #hope #invite #shining #tomorrow #fear #straight #color #chaos #calls #better #light #continue #reaches #never #end #rainbow #limit #life
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明るき未来へ歩む民
Народ, що йде до світлого майбутньогоhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/naa8cac8cbb69
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#dark #sky #never #clear #abyss #block #way #wind #smell #death #stop #Innocent #peaple #wander #chaos #wave #give #future #take #small #shining #blade #swore #ready #hole #open #cloud #spear #purification #subject #shadow #away #arrow
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TWINS on day 11 of Halloween month just
seems... right 😜
🔥😈😈🔥
#nsfw #horror #cosplay #twins #sisters #shining #holdinghands #kneehighsocks #sexy #sweet #cute #naughty #erotic #princess #babes #fuckdoll #thatface #wifeymaterial #dreamy #hotasfuck #daddylikes #nude #yummy #perky #puffy #nipples #tits #shaved #pussy #halloweenmonth -
TWINS on day 11 of Halloween month just
seems... right 😜
🔥😈😈🔥
#nsfw #horror #cosplay #twins #sisters #shining #holdinghands #kneehighsocks #sexy #sweet #cute #naughty #erotic #princess #babes #fuckdoll #thatface #wifeymaterial #dreamy #hotasfuck #daddylikes #nude #yummy #perky #puffy #nipples #tits #shaved #pussy #halloweenmonth -
光輝く神秘の娘 Сяюча дочка таємниць
灰色の娘、仲間から逸れる
Сіра дочка, що відходить від товаришів,https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n7776c4efd888
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#shining #mysterious #grey #strays #companions #wandering #horizonless #sea #chaos #enchanted #drawn #blue #crystal #burning #scorching #heart #dazzlingly #run #ocean #fireflies #eternal #sleep
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透き通る瞳 Кришталево чисті очі
透き通る美しき瞳
Кришталево чисті і красиві очіhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/nb7ff4bae189a
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#beautiful #clear #eyes #bathed #sun #envelop #classroom #gentle #rainbow #fleet #shining #dazzlingly #shattering #instant
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透き通る瞳 Кришталево чисті очі
透き通る美しき瞳
Кришталево чисті і красиві очіhttps://note.com/poison_raika/n/nb7ff4bae189a
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#beautiful #clear #eyes #bathed #sun #envelop #classroom #gentle #rainbow #fleet #shining #dazzlingly #shattering #instant
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#shining : emitting light, esp. in a continuous manner
- French: brillant
- German: scheinend
- Italian: brillando
- Portuguese: brilhante
- Spanish: brillando
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Thank you so much for being a member of our community!
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#shining : emitting light, esp. in a continuous manner
- French: brillant
- German: scheinend
- Italian: brillando
- Portuguese: brilhante
- Spanish: brillando
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Thank you so much for being a member of our community!
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#shining : emitting light, esp. in a continuous manner
- French: brillant
- German: scheinend
- Italian: brillando
- Portuguese: brilhante
- Spanish: brillando
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Thank you so much for being a member of our community!
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#shining : emitting light, esp. in a continuous manner
- French: brillant
- German: scheinend
- Italian: brillando
- Portuguese: brilhante
- Spanish: brillando
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Thank you so much for being a member of our community!
