𝚆𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝙲
𝟻 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟸
𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚆𝙴'𝙳 𝙼𝙴𝚃 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐-𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚌, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝, 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏.
𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎-𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝
𝙶𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍-𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎'𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜. 𝚆𝚎'𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜.
"𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝙰𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜. " 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚕𝚢.
"𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙸𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜--𝙰 𝙳𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙾𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜."
-𝚆𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 𝙺𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙰𝚜 𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝙾𝚏 "𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚍"
𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚕𝚢.
"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎," 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. "𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘."
𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚢 -𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚖, 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎," 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙻𝚘𝚕𝚊, 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜!"
𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑."𝙽𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚘, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚢. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."
"𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙸 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚒𝚝 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝." 𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍.
"𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚢," 𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎."
"𝙶𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗. 𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜." 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.
"𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜?" 𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍.
"𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎,"
𝚆𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢-𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎-𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝. 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙, 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚝
𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎'𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
𝚆𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙸'𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍. 𝚂𝚒𝚡 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜.
"𝙷𝚘𝚠's 𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝?"
𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍. "𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢."
"𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜."
"𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑. 𝙻𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚋?"
𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝. 𝙶𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜."
"𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜! 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜."
"𝙽𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍."
"𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘."
"𝙿𝚊𝚢'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎," 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍.
𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢, 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛-𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙴𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍."
𝙸 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚐, 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.
"𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢," 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚐. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢.
"𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚖!" 𝙸 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍,
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍. "𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝙸 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝙱𝙸."
"𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔."
"𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚋 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍.
𝙲𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝙸 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎?"
𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍.
"𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎? 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜."
