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„𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾... 𝗅𝖾𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖿𝗍...?" 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗓 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗅𝖺̈𝗀𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗈𝗌. 𝖽𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝖿 𝗂𝗁𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗀𝗍, 𝗅𝖺̈𝗌𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗄𝖺𝗅𝗍. 𝖺𝗎𝖿 𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗁𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗋, 𝗐𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗎𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗅. 𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗏𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝖼𝗁 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇? 𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝗓𝖾𝗂𝗍 𝗓𝗎𝗆 𝗎̈𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗂𝖻𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍, 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝗈̈𝗍𝗓𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗉𝗎̈𝗋𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗌.
„𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗎 𝖽𝖺...", 𝗄𝖾𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗌𝖾. 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝗐𝖾𝗀, 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝖾𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗎𝖿 𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗆𝗆𝗍 𝗂𝗁𝗋 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽.
„𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍... 𝗍𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗂𝖽... 𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗈̈𝖽 𝗏𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗋."
𝖻𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖺̈𝗆𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝗃𝖾𝗍𝗓𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗀𝖾, 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗌, 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗅.
„𝗂𝗌𝗍... 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗀...", 𝖿𝗅𝗎̈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗎̈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗈𝗉𝖿.
„𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗇, 𝗂𝖼𝗁... 𝗁𝖺̈𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇."
𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗓𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗓𝗎 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗍.
„𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺."
𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝗄𝗅𝗈𝗉𝖿𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗁𝗋 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗒 𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗇. 𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗄𝗍, 𝖽𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗍, 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗓𝗎 𝗂𝗁𝗋 𝗓𝗎 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗓 𝗇𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗁𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝗈𝗉𝖿 𝗓𝗎 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗁.
„𝖽𝗎 𝖻𝗅𝗈̈𝖽𝖾 𝗄𝗎𝗁, 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗎 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇. 𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗎̈𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗍, 𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗌", 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗓𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝖾.
„𝗂𝖼𝗁... 𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗎̈𝗋𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗃𝖾𝗍𝗓𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗎̈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇...", 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝖾̈𝗅𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗎𝖿 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇.
„𝗈𝗁, 𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗇 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈̈𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗍."
𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗓𝖺𝗀𝗁𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗄𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗎𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈̈𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗐𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇, 𝖽𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗓𝗎 𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝖺̈𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗇.
„𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗄𝗈̈𝗇𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗓𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌"
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