With my chapter here coming to an end, I would like to thank everyone here for the love and memories. Our paths crossed here, although we may not have interacted a lot, but that alone means so much to me.
And as every story turns a page, it’s time for me to close this chapter.
SUMMER FAREWELL:
A LETTER FROM AMBER DUSK
In the lingering warmth of summer light, a gentle farewell drifts on the breeze. Aarov Montague (@duskendawn) takes his leave, closing this chapter with the same grace he once began it. As he departs, the service too will quietly close.
This chapter will always have a place in my story. One that can’t be forgotten easily. It’s time to say goodbye, but I will never forget especially those people who feel like family to me; @cursedtune @withinprose@filmdialects.
Thank you.
With my chapter here coming to an end, I would like to thank everyone here for the love and memories. Our paths crossed here, although we may not have interacted a lot, but that alone means so much to me.
And as every story turns a page, it’s time for me to close this chapter.
SUMMER FAREWELL:
A LETTER FROM AMBER DUSK
In the lingering warmth of summer light, a gentle farewell drifts on the breeze. Aarov Montague (@duskendawn) takes his leave, closing this chapter with the same grace he once began it. As he departs, the service too will quietly close.
As his chapter here closes, the soft light of Aarov’s presence remains, brushing Summer Breeze like a tender sunset. We thank him for the gentle light he shared, and wish him well on the journey ahead.
SUMMER FAREWELL:
A LETTER FROM AMBER DUSK
In the lingering warmth of summer light, a gentle farewell drifts on the breeze. Aarov Montague (@duskendawn) takes his leave, closing this chapter with the same grace he once began it. As he departs, the service too will quietly close.
@Notesville That’s right. At first, I didn’t even want to play it but since my friend kinda forced me to play, so I did. Surprisingly, I enjoyed it a lot.
then you kissed me — i felt hot wax on my forehead. i wanted it to leave a mark; that's how i knew i loved you. because i wanted to be burned, stamped, to have something in the end.