"𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓽𝓼."
𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚈/𝙽 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚢.
𝚂𝚘, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝚆𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝙺. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 '𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗' 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜.
𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝙼𝙺 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚈/𝙽 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚈/𝙽 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙, 𝚆𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗.
𝚂𝚘, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎. 𝙹𝚒𝚐𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚙, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚆𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐.
"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝙴𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗, 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝙸'𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 12 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢! 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗?" 𝙼𝙺 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈/𝙽 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚔. 𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!" 𝚆𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈/𝙽 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝.
𝙼𝙺 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍. "𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚍! 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙱𝚘𝚢. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎.
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