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𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙲𝚊𝚏𝚎 & 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑.

𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙾𝚖," 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝. "𝙾𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 ...."

"𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔. "𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚏 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝙾𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. "𝙺𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗.

"𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚜." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐.

𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗.

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗.

"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊-𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒. 𝚂𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊.

"𝚂𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔-𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝙾𝚖. 𝚄𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, " 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕.

"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊.

"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚋𝚊𝚔 𝚈𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚗, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝙾𝚖 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝙸?"

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐. "𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖, 𝙾𝚖. 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝙾𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊."

"𝚈𝚊. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛. 𝚁𝚊𝚐𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒.

"𝙾𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝙼𝙰." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚔 𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞.

"𝙸𝚢𝚊, 𝙾𝚖." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔. 𝙱𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝙼𝙰 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. "𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚈𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.

"𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚔. 𝚁𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. "𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛?"

𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑.

"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗.

"𝙾𝚖, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 ...." 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚊. "𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝙾𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 ... 𝚊𝚔𝚞 ...."

"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚝?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚑. 𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚔𝚞," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗.

"𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚢𝚊?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗. "𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒? 𝙹𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝙶𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 ...."

"𝚂𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚛. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒, 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚊," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝙾𝚖. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗? 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞?"

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜-𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚑."

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜.

"𝙱𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞, 𝙾𝚖," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. "𝙳𝚞𝚕𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚠𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗. 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊."

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒.

"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝙾𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚞, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙸𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊. 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚔𝚞?"

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊. "𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑, 𝙾𝚖. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 ...."

𝙴𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝.

"𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚖 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 ... 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚏, 𝙾𝚖."

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗.

𝙳𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.

𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒.

𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝. 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙻𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚝. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒.

[𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗?]

𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚔, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊.

"𝙿-𝙿𝚊𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊?" 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.

"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚔. "𝚄𝚖 ... 𝚜𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 ... 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 ___"

𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞. "𝙰𝚢𝚘. 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐," 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕.

𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚞𝚗.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙺𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚊, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.

𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚙𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕.

𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚊.

"𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚆𝙾 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗."

"𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚑?" 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊.

𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚙𝚒 𝙰𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚒. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝.