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𝘽𝘼𝘽 11

𝙏𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜, 𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙈𝙚𝙟𝙖

𝘽𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞.

"𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜! 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜! 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜!"

𝙎𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙞.

"𝙉𝘼𝙔!"

"𝘼𝙮𝙤 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣!"

"𝘽𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠...

𝙄𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞!"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣, 𝙮𝙪𝙠!"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝 𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙜.

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙠."

"..."

"𝙏𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞𝙧."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝘿𝙪𝙖 𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙞."

"..."

"𝘿𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙝 𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙝."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙠."

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙝𝙚."

"𝘼𝙮𝙤."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙟𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣.

𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣...

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙝𝙢𝙪 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝?"

"𝙆𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖."

"𝙒𝙖𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙥 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙠 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙜."

"𝙐𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙖?"

"𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖."

"𝙇𝙤𝙝?"

"𝘾𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙪."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙪.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙧𝙤𝙠.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣.

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖."

"𝙂𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩."

"𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙞.

𝘿𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙪!"

𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙠 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖.

"𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪 𝙙𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙮𝙖!"

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪 𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣, 𝙞𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙤.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝘿𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙎𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙥 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙠?"

"..."

"𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙠."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣."

"𝙆𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙣."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"...𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙮."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝.

"𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜..."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞 𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙖."

"..."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙖."

"..."

"𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙥 𝙉𝙖𝙮 𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙠..."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙩.

"...𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙨."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣."

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙢𝙪."

𝙅𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙚𝙠𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙬𝙖.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜.

𝙃𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜.

'𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙞...'

'𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧 𝙠𝙤𝙠 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝?'

"𝙇𝘼𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙍!!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣.

𝘿𝙞 𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝘿𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙤.

𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙢.

𝙀𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙞.

𝘿𝙪𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝙏𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙝.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙖.

"..."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪..."

"𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙖?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙜?"

"𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨?"

"𝙇𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧."

"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙢𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙝."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙩."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖..."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙉𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙣!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙪."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙪.

"𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛..."

"𝙇𝙤𝙝?"

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛?"

"...𝙐𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙣."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣.

𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖...

𝙅𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩.

𝘿𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝.

𝙎𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧."

"𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

"𝙋𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣."

"𝙉𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖."

"𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙠𝙧𝙖𝙗."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙅𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙞𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙠 𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙠 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙝 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖.

"..."

"𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠."

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣.

𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡...

𝙄𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙄𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙠 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙧.

𝙎𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞.

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙠𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

𝘿𝙞 𝙠𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧...

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙖.

"𝙒𝙊𝙄!"

"𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙄-𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙄!"

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙠!

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙪-𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣.

"𝘼𝙙𝙪𝙝!"

"𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛! 𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛!"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜.

"𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙠..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙪𝙠𝙖."

𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪...

𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙠.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙞𝙝."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝."

"𝙃𝙢."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞.

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙧.

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖."

"𝙃𝙢."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠."

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙠."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚..."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙟𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪.

𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞...

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙪𝙠 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙠𝙪𝙨.

'...𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙝.'

'𝙉𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙩.'

'𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.'

'𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙞...'

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

'...𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙣.'

𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙡...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖...

𝙈𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙠 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨, 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙝 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖.

"𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪..."

"𝙆𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙟𝙖."

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙪𝙡 𝙙𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞...

𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙟𝙞.

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𝙏𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣

𝘽𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞.

"𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜..."

"𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠-𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠, 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙪𝙥𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙠."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖, 𝘽𝙪."

𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

𝙎𝙪𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙞.

"𝙉𝘼𝙔!"

"𝘼𝙮𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜!"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪...

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙞𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙖𝙨...

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙪𝙠!

𝙎𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙋𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪, 𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖 𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙡 𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝 𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞.

"𝙊𝙝..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖..."

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙀𝙝."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪."

"𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙮𝙖."

𝙐𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 "𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛" 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙨.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖."

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧."

"𝙃𝙢."

"𝙍𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙩."

𝙏𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙤𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙠 𝙮𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙃𝙚𝙝."

"𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙝."

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𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖...

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙙𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙪?"

𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"..."

"𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝘿𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪-𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙩.

"𝙉𝙖𝙝..."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝘿𝙞𝙖 𝙠𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙖."

"..."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙪𝙖𝙩."

"𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪?"

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙣."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝.

"𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙢𝙪?"

"𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣..."

"...𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜."

𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝙄𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

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𝘿𝙞 𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝.

"𝙉𝙖𝙮!"

"𝘼𝙮𝙤 𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙣!"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞!"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝.

"𝙊𝙝."

"𝙃𝙖𝙞."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙍𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙝𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙞."

"𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙟𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙩."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠.

"𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙜𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙪."

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝘽𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 '𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞', 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 '𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙜𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞'."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧.

"...𝙄𝙮𝙖 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖."

𝙄𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

𝙈𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪...

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙮𝙖."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖.

𝙈𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖 𝙋𝙪𝙟𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞.

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪.

"𝙉𝙤𝙣."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙢𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙡..."

𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙢 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙧.

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖."

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙡.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥...

𝙄𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙖.

𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙩.

"...𝙆𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖?"

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙧 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩.

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡 𝙮𝙖, 𝙉𝙤𝙣?"

"𝙃𝙢."

𝙈𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

'𝙐𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.'

'𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖?'

𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞.

𝘿𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖, 𝙆𝙖𝙠."

"𝙏𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞 𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙖."

"𝙎𝙞𝙖𝙥."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖.

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙖𝙠.

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙠 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙠.

𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙝𝙖𝙣.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙝 𝙡𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝.

𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡...

𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩.

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘿𝙞𝙠."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞, 𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙮𝙖?"

"𝘿𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖, 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣, 𝙋𝙖𝙠."

"𝙊𝙝, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝."

"𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙖-𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖."

𝙋𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙠 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝𝙖𝙣.

"𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙞𝙩𝙪..."

"𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪...

𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝.

𝙈𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙖𝙣...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙪 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝.

𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙝.

𝙅𝙖𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙡 20.15.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪.

𝙍𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙖𝙣.

"...𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜."

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣.

𝙄𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙆𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙣."

𝙎𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙖, 𝙞𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙪𝙠 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧.

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙍.

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙠 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞.

𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙪𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙪.

𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩.

𝙅𝙖𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙡 23.48.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙤𝙥.

𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙪𝙧, 𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞..."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣."

"𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞."

"𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞..."

"...𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣, 𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠."

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣...

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝘽𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙞 𝙘𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙠 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙪𝙡 𝙙𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"...𝘼𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙞𝙩𝙪..."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖..."

"...𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙖𝙠𝙪."

𝘽𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠 𝙬𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙝 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.

𝙎𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞...

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣.

𝘿𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞...

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞.

𝘽𝘼𝘽 13

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙖

𝙋𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙡 06.40.

"𝙉𝘼𝙔𝙔𝙔𝙔𝙔!!"

𝙎𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

"𝙋𝘼𝙂𝙄 𝙎𝙀𝙈𝙐𝘼𝘼𝘼!"

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞..."

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙞 𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙖 𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙖?"

"𝙏𝙤𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙞."

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙟𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖!"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪.

"𝙃𝙢."

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙉𝙞𝙝."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙪 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙣?"

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙞𝙣, 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖."

"..."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣."

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙪 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

"𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝."

"𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙖-𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖."

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣...

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞, 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢!"

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞, 𝙉𝙖𝙮."

"𝙂𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖? 𝙐𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙝?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧.

"...𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙎𝙮𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖."

"𝙒𝙖𝙙𝙪𝙝."

"𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙮𝙖."

"𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝."

"𝙔𝙀𝙎!"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙐𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙝 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣."

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚."

"𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨."

"𝘽𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙞𝙨."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

𝙈𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪, 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙪𝙖𝙨.

"𝙉𝙖𝙝."

"𝘼𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞."

𝙋𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖.

𝙅𝙖𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖...

𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙄𝙋𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠.

"𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙢."

𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙠.

"𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙮!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖."

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜...

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙠 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞."

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙨.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙠?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙬𝙖𝙟𝙞𝙗𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"..."

"𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖-𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖."

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙝𝙚."

𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠.

"𝙄𝙣𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣?"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠.

"𝘿𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙪𝙡."

"𝙆𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙪?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞."

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙩."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙣𝙮𝙖, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙠.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖!"

"𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛..."

"𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖."

"..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪...

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞...

𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙠𝙨𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙥 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙠.

"𝙆𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙠 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖."

𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖.

"𝘽𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙨."

"𝙇𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙥."

"𝙎𝙞𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣.

"𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙖, 𝘽𝙪."

"𝙏𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙞."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝."

𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙖."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖, 𝘽𝙪."

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣.

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞-𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙖."

"𝙂𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨."

"𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙪𝙠𝙖."

"𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣...

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙨.

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖.

𝙅𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙣.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 "𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣.

𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙝...

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙣?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙋𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧."

"𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣...

𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖...

𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙠.

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞.

𝙐𝙥𝙨."

"𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛 𝙮𝙖."

𝙏𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣-𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖."

"𝙇𝙤𝙝?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙩.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙪𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪."

"𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪..."

"...𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙣."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙠.

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣.

"...𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙞."

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙧...

𝙎𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠?"

𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙪.

"..."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

"𝘼𝙙𝙖 𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙟𝙪 𝙠𝙚 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣.

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙩 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖.

"..."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝?"

𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙢 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩.

"..."

"𝙈𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙞𝙣..."

"...𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜.

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪?"

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠-𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣?"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"...𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙞𝙩𝙪."

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖..."

𝙄𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠.

"...𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙞."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝙐𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.

𝙈𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙖𝙣...

𝙆𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙧.

𝙈𝙚𝙨𝙠𝙞 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝘿𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨, 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪...

𝘽𝙖𝙝𝙬𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙥 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙖 "𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖", 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝.

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𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙣𝙚𝙝 𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙪 𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙣𝙚𝙝

𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪, 𝙝𝙪𝙟𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙘𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙥 𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨.

𝙆𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙙𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙝𝙞 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪...

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙢.

𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨...

"𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙋𝙖𝙜𝙞, 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙥 𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖, 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙞, 𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙪𝙠 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙏𝙖𝙠 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣...

𝘽𝙍𝘼𝙆!

"𝙎𝙀𝙇𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙏 𝙋𝘼𝙂𝙄𝙄𝙄𝙄𝙄!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙝.

"𝙃𝙪𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙩!"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜?" 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝘽𝙖𝙬𝙖."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨?"

"𝙇𝙪𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖."

"..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙥.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧..."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙜."

"...𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙧."

𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

"𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼!"

"𝙒𝙤𝙞𝙞𝙞!"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙘𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙩.

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙝."

𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙧.

𝙋𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞.

𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧...

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙥 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖."

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙠."

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙠."

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞."

"𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙨."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞-𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞.

"𝙒𝙖𝙝..."

"𝙆𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙠."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"..."

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞?"

"𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙪𝙧."

"..."

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞?"

"𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖..."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙚 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙞.

"𝙃𝙤𝙗𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙠 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣."

"𝙇𝙀𝙏𝘼𝘼𝘼!"

"𝘼𝙥𝙖?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜."

"𝘽𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙨."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙨?"

"𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙢𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙞."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘼𝙙𝙪𝙝."

"𝙊𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙩."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙪𝙥 𝙠𝙖𝙣?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙢."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖.

𝙐𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣...

𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧-𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙞.

𝙅𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙩.

𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖...

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙟𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣...

𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙖-𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙖.

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙠!

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙆𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝.

𝙄𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠! 𝘽𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙪..."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙠.

"𝙈𝙖𝙖𝙛! 𝙆𝙖𝙠, 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙩!"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙪-𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞."

𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡...

𝙅𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨-𝙟𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝.

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞-𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠.

𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙠𝙖𝙣.

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝙎𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠 𝙙𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨.

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖..."

𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙢 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪..."

𝙪𝙘𝙖𝙥 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"...𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛 𝙮𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

"...𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪..."

"...𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝."

𝙅𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙠.

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙛 𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣..."

"...𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙪𝙥𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

"𝙉𝙖𝙝."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙟𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣.

𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"...𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙧.

"𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖."

"𝙇𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙞𝙣."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝘿𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙢𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙠 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙡.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙞 𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜-𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖.

"𝙉𝙖𝙮."

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧-𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪?"

"𝘽𝙞𝙨𝙖."

"𝙆𝙤𝙠 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙜𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙠?"

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞."

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙝.

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙠𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣."

"𝙒𝙤𝙞!"

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖!"

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣...

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣.

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪."

"𝙐𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖."

"𝘽𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙪𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖."

"𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜."

"𝘾𝙞𝙝."

"𝙎𝙤𝙠 𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙖."

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

"𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜..."

"...𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖."

𝘽𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙞.

𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙙-𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙙 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨.

"𝙉𝙖𝙮."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙊𝙎𝙄𝙎 𝙨𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧."

"𝙊𝙠𝙚."

"𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙖?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖."

"𝙔𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝, 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙝 𝙙𝙞 𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣...

𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝.

"𝙏𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪."

𝙎𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙢.

𝙏𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙠𝙖𝙣?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙡."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙩.

"𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜..."

"...𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙄𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪...

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙧.

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"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙈𝙖𝙪 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖 𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙪𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝙠𝙖𝙣?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙧𝙚𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣.

"𝙆𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘽𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝."

𝙂𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙘𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙞.

𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖𝙠 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙩.

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙩.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙝."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙠𝙧𝙖𝙗 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙮."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨..."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜.

"...𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨."

"𝘾𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨?"

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨.

"𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙜."

"𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙥𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧-𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪."

"𝘾𝙞𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙖-𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙮𝙖?"

"𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠."

"𝙏𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖.

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝙆𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝘿𝙞𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠."

"𝙊𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙠 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙜."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠..."

"𝙅𝙖𝙪𝙝𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖."

𝙃𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"...𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙞."

𝙆𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥.

"𝘼𝙥𝙖?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖..."

"...𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧."

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙠.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙟𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙧."

"𝙏𝙪𝙝 𝙠𝙖𝙣!"

"𝙈𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨.

𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝.

𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙠.

𝙏𝙖𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙖.

𝘽𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣.

𝙆𝙤𝙩𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜.

"..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜-𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙄𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠.

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪.

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙠.

"𝘿𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙝."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙝?"

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙜.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪..."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙞."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙠.

𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣...

𝙄𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞..."

"...𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝 𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜?"

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙝𝙖."

"𝙇𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩."

"𝘿𝙞𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙩."

"𝘽𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙣."

𝙎𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙏𝙖𝙨𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧 𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙪.

"𝙉𝙖𝙮?"

𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙢 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙩.

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙖𝙙𝙖.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞...

𝙏𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣?"

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙗.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣."

"𝙊𝙝 𝙮𝙖?"

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙧.

𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙝.

𝙆𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙄𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙝𝙪.

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠-𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙠 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙖.

"𝙉𝙖𝙮."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙠𝙤𝙠."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙡."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙨.

"..."

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠..."

"...𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙗𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙝."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙟𝙪𝙩.

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

"𝙎𝙤𝙖𝙡𝙣𝙮𝙖..."

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢."

𝙎𝙪𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.

𝙆𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙝.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙠.

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙠𝙪 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝙇𝙖𝙡𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙝𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝙉𝙞𝙝."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝..."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙝 𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞.

𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙝.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙩."

"𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙞..."

"...𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪."

𝙎𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙥𝙖-𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙨."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢.

"𝘽𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙠..."

"...𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙮𝙖."

𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖...

𝙉𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙩.

𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙨.

"𝙔𝙪𝙠, 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙪𝙠 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙬𝙞 𝙞𝙩𝙪.

"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞."

𝙆𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢.

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𝘿𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙣.

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞.

"𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙤𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙜."

"...𝙄𝙮𝙖."

"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖?"

"𝘼𝙠𝙪..."

"...𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙝."

𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞."

"𝙃𝙢?"

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙣𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣..."

"...𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙠."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙝 𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙖."

"𝙉𝙖𝙝."

"𝙄𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙧."

𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖.

𝙆𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙪𝙢 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙞.

"𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙠..."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪."

"𝙃𝙖𝙝?"

"𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙢𝙪 𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡.

"𝙃𝙚𝙝𝙚..."

"𝙉𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙠 𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙩."

"𝘼𝙠𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙪."

"𝙆𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙠..."

"...𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙨."

𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙡𝙖𝙝."

"𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙝, 𝙉𝙖𝙮."

𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝𝙖𝙣...

𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙧 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣.

𝘿𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠 𝙠𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖.

𝙎𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙖𝙙𝙞...

𝙄𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙝 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣.

𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙖𝙝 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞 𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣.

"..."

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙠 𝙡𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙤𝙣.

"𝙉𝙤𝙣?"

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧 𝙙𝙞 𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖.

"𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙠..."

"𝙄𝙮𝙖, 𝙉𝙤𝙣?"

"...𝙖𝙠𝙪 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙟𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙞."

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙧 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙥 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙣𝙜.

"𝙅𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙞?"

"𝙄𝙮𝙖."

𝙋𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙡...

𝙍𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙝 𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙩 𝙟𝙖𝙪𝙝 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙝.

𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙪 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙮𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜.

𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙝 𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙖...

𝙄𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖 𝙔𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙜𝙪.

𝘿𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙖 𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙮𝙖...

𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙠 𝙞𝙠𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙧.