DOLCERY KRZYSTOF MONNET.

When that wall came down, the sound was a solemn vow to my soul. My purpose, once a whisper, is now an unyielding roar. Never again will that shadow fall upon us. I will stand my ground, using every skill I possess to forge a sanctuary, where I can keep us safe.

Kind of basic request: Request display name, bio, pfp, or criteria.

Furthermore, available dates: Movie date, Game date, Food date, Writing date, Listening date.

For real-life things: Pap activity (without face).

And N/SFW services: Literate N/SFW, Dirty talk.

Others: Public Display Affection (PDA), Stay Up Late until 12 AM, Move Platform, In Character.

To You, in 2000 Years. With this letter I wrote for you, I hope you can feel the connection between us.

ㅤㅤTo be a pond, one must master the idea of morphing cratter. To be a thunder, piercing proof one exist with lights and blares is acquired. To be in love, oh, I am pleased to show thee around this fractured heart. I am honoured by understanding that mine dove had its place to send my heartfelt letter at last. For thou who accept; "Had their name etched on sold, captured your recognition, and worth the time, Dolcery Krzystof Monnet is a path to go. May thee consider this as plea—open mouthed prayer which had been answered—for Monnet is on their knees. They serve endless devotion, reality altered affection transcend the afterlife."

As soothfast as one could, words that befitting me are: I am old. In sense of poetry, musical choice, the way I spoke. Fuel your disbelief, I did not use a music streaming application—Radio Garden is my companion I made for a long gone. Archaic knowledge fascinates and hook me down a rabbit-hole of brain vitamins dictionary. All of it, not to be seen as an arrogant, high-above-them-all individual. Simply, over the span of 1800 and below, someone queer had died on their deathbed and reborn inside mine flesh. Otherwise, my humour followed suit of what is considered trendy. Young folks with free mind do mesmerise me, as I am not opposed of technology. Who in this earth beneath aurora might know, that teaching this old person possibly is a life-changing experience.

Thee and mine, are formed and given thoughts to explore feelings. I allign mine as what it is described on the surface. Emotionally dependant on what one behold as INFP; close to be loved by service out of adoration, exchanging gifts, and wrapping my fingers in yours; a bewildered Capricorn. All of it is mine to claim. All of me is yours to devour. I, do analyse to bring thee best encouragement in form of helping hand. In scenario where days turn into rain and storm, I would stole the core of sun and lit up the heat to envelope you. "Monnet, I demand your caress! Show me what is gentle meaning!" Certainly, my darling. I could not careless about the one to do the deed or be in receiving end. As long as our love last, it is what it takes. Though, it is unfortunate I had to be confine inside this lonely room. Dare to unlock me now, dearest?

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