𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒.

Good evening. Pleased to meet everyone here. My name is Elias, and I'll always be able to help you if it's needed. Please, don't ever hesitate to find me.

ᅠ ✦ 𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗬 ( @PatroneElias ) The shelter's owner, overseer of every nooks and cranny. Fret not, manages all staff and residents at De Petite Gateau while making sure things stay in place. ᅠ

ᅠ This is where 𝗗𝗲 𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗶𝘁 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘂 comes along a ray of hope for everyone. Our role here is to bring everyone back to where it was, to bring back the 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 skies. ☁️ ᅠ

ᅠ Thus, 𝗖𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 has been living in 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 since then. Blood has been shed and the skies turned 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘆. ᅠ

ᅠ Everything went smoothly as our people could mingle with each other, yet 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗸 upon us and 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 erupted everywhere! Along with this tragedy, greater sins has ben done ... ᅠ

ᅠ This world has been existing since millions years ago. It was a comfy place for a living, where everyone, though got differentiated by circumstances, get along with each other. ᅠ

ᅠ For a long time, our world has been consisted of three different traits: 𝗖𝗮𝗸𝗲, 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗸, and 𝗡𝗲𝘂𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹. What you should know about us can be found below. ᅠ

ᅠ Every pages surrounded by ruins left with untold stories, where it changes as the time goes on. Here lies our steps along the whispering halls, in hope for a better place. ꪆ୧ 𝅄 ◠ . 🌷 ᅠ

Sabar, ya. Akun kurirnya limit.

ᅠ ꔛ . • ◌ clouds drifting slowly towards rays of sunshine, as path to the shelter becomes clear. Earlier access will be granted to one of each, where sugar-coated refuge awaits in warmth. ᅠ

ᅠ ⎙ — Days went by, yet what has been wished never come along. What lingered instead were bitter taste and tangled threads, waiting to be unraveled by the next sunrise. ꒰੭ ｡ 🌤️ ᅠ

💌: 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗖𝗞-𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗖𝗞ⵑ For all souls who would like to get an invitation from us, kindly help to fill up the form below. See you there! 𓆩‌♡𓆪 forms.gle/Zt9YLaiMv76aKt…

ᅠ ˚₊ ꒰ 🎀 ₊ ♡ There is 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗮𝗿 on my tongue, 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 streams down my veins, and 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 sits there with 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 on top! We was ought to be happy, side by side, yet catastrophe decided to bury us where breath was scarce . . . ᅠ