𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊.
"𝙰𝚑." 𝙺𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗.
𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚔-𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚒.
"𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝚂𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙹𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖.
"𝙾𝚑." 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚕. "𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊.
"𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊, 𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒." 𝚂𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝟺𝟶 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒.
𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚑. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚕, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚕 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. "𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔, 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚔 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚜. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛.
"𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.
"𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒.
𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 '𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗'.
𝙸𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝.
𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚔. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔. 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕, 𝚔𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊, 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊.
"𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞?" 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚃𝚞𝚊𝚗," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖..
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖. "𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊."
"𝙺𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗."
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕. "𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔." 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. "𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒," 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 '𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚋' 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚒.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙻𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚞."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑.
"𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞." 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚑, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝟷𝟷 𝚌𝚖.
"𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚞, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒. 𝚃𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚑. "𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞."
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕. "𝙺𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒-𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚝. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚞. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛.
"𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. "𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔. 𝙸𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚎𝚍𝚊."
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑." 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚊.
𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑. 𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚑.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙸𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗.
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚜𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚋𝚞 𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚒.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚝?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
"𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙱𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞 𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚔 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖-𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗.
"𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚔𝚞," 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚔 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚑 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗.
𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚒.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗.
𝚂𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊, 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒.
𝚂𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚔-𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
"𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊! 𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗!"
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗. 𝙽𝚒𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝚃𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛. 𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞, 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛.
𝚃𝚘𝚜!
𝙺𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑. 𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊," 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊. "𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚔𝚊𝚗?" 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖.
"𝚈𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛. 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚑 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚐, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
"𝙸𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒. 𝚁𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚞," 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚒?"
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗. "𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒."
"𝙰𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒 ...." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚑. "𝙻𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊? 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚔𝚞, 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 ___"
"𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚖𝚞," 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊. "𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊.
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𝙿𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚜.
𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚞𝚔-𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗.
"𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒, 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚢. 𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚕," 𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎. 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚠𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚜. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊," 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛.
'𝙻𝚊 𝙱𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎'
𝙷𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝟻.𝟶𝟶𝟶 𝚖². 𝚂𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚓𝚞𝚒𝚜.
𝙷𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚝. 𝙹𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗.
"𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚕, 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛. 𝙲𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚙. 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊, 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊. 𝙼𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜," 𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒. 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚜, 𝙰𝚕. 𝙺𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚒.
𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝.
𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚢𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑.
"𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖?"
"𝙾𝚑. 𝙷𝚊𝚒," 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖. "𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊?" 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊.
"𝚈𝚞𝚙! 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊-𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚊. 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔?" 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙺𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. "𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞?"
"𝚄𝚖 ... 𝚢𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞. "𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚒?"
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞, 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
"𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐.
"𝚃𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝." 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔, 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚑 𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚗," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊-𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚛.
[𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗? 𝙺𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚊𝚗.]
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎.
[𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝙿𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎.]
[𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚜, 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.]
[𝚂𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚞, 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚢! 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞.]
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗."
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚞. "𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚝," 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. "𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙻𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗."
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛. "𝙹𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 .... 𝙾𝚑, 𝚒𝚢𝚊. 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 ... 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐."
"𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚑?" 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚝, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛. "𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚞. 𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 ...." 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚔.
"𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚊? 𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗.
"𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐?" 𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. "𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚛."
"𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝚃𝚊𝚙𝚒, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑. 𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚒. 𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊?"
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚞," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚢."
"𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 (𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔)." 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚒𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖.
𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚊𝚗.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝟹𝟽 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚊. 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚒, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊, 𝚓𝚊𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚑.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊.
"𝙰𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚊. 𝙸𝚗𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛-𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚕," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑, 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖-𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛.
𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝟷𝟼𝟾 𝚌𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒-𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚜.
𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚕, 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚔 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞.
𝙺𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊 𝟷𝟿.𝟷𝟻, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞.
"𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚢," 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛. "𝙰𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙳𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚙𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖-𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚖.
"𝙳𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊." 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚊.
"𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚞."
𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗. "𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒. 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚗.
𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔, 𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚙 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚔.
𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕. 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚢. 𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚒.
"𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚔?" 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚗.
"𝙹𝚊𝚍𝚒, 𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚠𝚊?" 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚐, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊.
"𝙷𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚖𝚞," 𝚓𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚋 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. "𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚔𝚞," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚞 𝚒𝚝𝚞, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝚁𝚊𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚞. "𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. "𝙰𝚙𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖?"
"𝚄𝚖 .... 𝚊𝚔𝚞 ___"
"𝙰𝚢𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝙳𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗," 𝚞𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚞. 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚑 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚑𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢𝚊.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚙𝚊-𝚊𝚙𝚊. 𝙻𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊, 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒. 𝚃𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚐," 𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐.
𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚑. 𝚂𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑," 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝.
"𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊," 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚞𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚊𝚞𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚊. "𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚊, 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊.
𝚃𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. "𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚒, 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊," 𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
"𝙾𝚑, 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐?"
"𝚈𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊-𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚗. "𝙱𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚞, 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚔 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚔 𝚍𝚒 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚞𝚝." 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗. "𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚕," 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚑.
"𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚞. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚑, 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚒 ... 𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚒𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚑-𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚞𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. "𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊-𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖. 𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚔 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔 𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚗, 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚊. 𝙰𝚔𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚑𝚠𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚑𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚜, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚔𝚊."
"𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚔𝚞?" 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎.
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚞𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛.
"𝙺𝚊𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚔, 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎. 𝙺𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚒. 𝚂𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚞 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚒."
𝙸𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚑. "𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚞?"
"𝟸𝟽 𝚝𝚊𝚑𝚞𝚗."
"𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊."
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