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"𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝!" 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚍, "𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚎! 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎!" 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍
"𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎!"
"𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛!" 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢.
"𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎...." 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛. "𝚂𝚞𝚙 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑!" 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜. "𝙷𝚒 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢" 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢. "𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕!" 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕.
"𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚍" 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛. "𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢. 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕!" 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢.
"𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚍?" 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 "𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎! 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎..." 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑..
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚐. "𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢!" 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢𝚎
"𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!" 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.
𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙰 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.
𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. "𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑!" 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚕𝚢, 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 "𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝙼𝚛𝚜. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚛!" 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍. "𝚈𝚘𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝙰 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚢! 𝚂𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 (𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢) 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜.
"𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎! 𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢! 𝚆𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚍?" 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚊𝚕. "𝚄𝚑𝚖...𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝(𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘)...𝙼𝚢 𝚗-𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝙿𝚒𝚌𝚘..𝙸-𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋-𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.." 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
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