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Bab 33 (Rahasia Spiritual)
𝖣𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗁 𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝗈𝗍𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗄 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗆𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗅-𝗆𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝖺𝗄𝗌𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗇𝗒𝖺.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗈𝖺𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝖺𝖺𝗇.
𝖴𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗄𝗈𝗍𝖺 𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝗎𝗉 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗉 𝗄𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗉𝗈𝗍, 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗍 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗎-𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗁𝗇𝗒𝖺.
𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗃𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗍𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋. 𝖣𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗍, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀.
"𝖲𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁-𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇," 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗐𝖺.
𝖪𝖾𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁, 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂 𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗄𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁.
𝖬𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗂𝗉𝗂𝗍, 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗁𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺, 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗃𝖺𝗎𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺.
"𝖲𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺, 𝖭𝖾𝗄?" 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗁 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗂 𝗁𝗂𝗃𝖺𝗎 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺.
𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝗇𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗐𝖺𝖻, 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗎𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗄, "𝗆𝖺𝖺𝖿 𝖭𝖾𝗄, 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝗂 𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗄 𝗃𝖺𝖽𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂, 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗂 𝗒𝖺," 𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗆.
"𝖪𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖺?" 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆.
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀.
𝖡𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺, 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁-𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝗈𝗄𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗁 𝗃𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝗄𝖺𝗈𝗌𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗁𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗂.
𝖨𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗁 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍-𝖻𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗌𝗂 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗋𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁, "𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯."
𝖬𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗄𝗂 𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝗎. 𝖣𝗂 𝗄𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗋𝗂, 𝗅𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗄-𝗅𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖺 𝗁𝗂𝗃𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗅𝖺.
𝖲𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗉 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀-𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺-𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝖻𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂.
𝖣𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗍, 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀. 𝖫𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗅 𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗌𝖺.
"𝖱𝖺, 𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗒𝗎𝗄. 𝖲𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇," 𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗇𝗒𝖺.
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗄𝗎𝗍𝗂 𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆. 𝖲𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗄 𝗄𝖾𝗆𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗉𝖺𝗄𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗄𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺, "𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺 𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗃𝖺."
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗄𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗂 𝗋𝖾𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗁, "𝗄𝖺𝗆𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗍𝗎, 𝗒𝖺? 𝖪𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝗎 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗋, 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝗎 𝖻𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗂."
𝖯𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗎𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗁𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗄 𝗄𝖾 𝗄𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗋𝗂, "𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗍𝗎! 𝖯𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅-𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇... 𝖾𝖾𝖾... 𝗀𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗄!"
𝖬𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗍 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝗐𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗁 𝗂𝗍𝗎, "𝘢-𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶?" 𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗂.
𝖪𝖾𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇. 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇-𝖻𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂, 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗄𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝖺.
𝖨𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈, 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗄, 𝗍𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗉𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀. 𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗃𝖺 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍𝗎, "𝘸𝘢𝘩, 𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘩 𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯."
𝖡𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗄, 𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆. 𝖧𝗂𝗋𝗎𝗄 𝗉𝗂𝗄𝗎𝗄 𝗈𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗇, 𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗄, 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖺.
𝖴𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗁 𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗈𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀. 𝖲𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗋𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗄𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗀𝗎 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝗎𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖺.
"𝖣𝗎𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗄, 𝖡𝖺𝗇𝗀!" 𝗎𝗃𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗄 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅.
𝖳𝖺𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖺, 𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗄 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗉𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺. 𝖠𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝗓𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗅 𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗄 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗌𝖾𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗉.
"𝘗𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵, 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘻𝘢𝘵, 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪," 𝗄𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗂.
𝖡𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗃𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗇, 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍𝗎, "𝗆𝖺𝖺𝖿, 𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗀𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖺," 𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝗎𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆.
"𝖭𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝗈𝗄, 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗎 𝖺𝗃𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇," 𝗃𝖺𝗐𝖺𝖻 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗄𝖾𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗉𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗉 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈.
𝖲𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗋 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗉 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍. 𝖳𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗉𝗂, 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗁 𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗄 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗍, 𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝗇𝗒𝖺.
"𝖠𝖽𝖺 𝖺𝗉𝖺, 𝖱𝖺?" -𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆.
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗐𝖺𝖻, 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗂 𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗐𝖺, 𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗉𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗃𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗋𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗄, 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗁 𝗋𝗂𝗎𝗁 𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖺.
𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗄𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗂𝗍𝗎. 𝖨𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗁𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗍, 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗒𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗋.
"𝖪𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖺 𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇? 𝖪𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗁𝗈," 𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝖻𝗎𝗁 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗄.
𝖬𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗃𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗄𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗄-𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗄 𝗄𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗄 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗌𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈.
𝖧𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗂𝗍𝗎. 𝖪𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗋, 𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗂𝖺 𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗋, 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗁 𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗁 𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍, 𝗃𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗉 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗀, "𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘪."
"𝖠𝖽𝗎𝗁... 𝖺𝗐... 𝗌𝗁𝗁𝗁," 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗁𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗍.
𝖪𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗁𝗂 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗁 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗇. 𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗁𝗎 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺.
"𝖫𝗂, 𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎... 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗁... 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗁," 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝖽𝖺𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗒𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆, 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗁𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗂𝗇.
𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝗂𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇, 𝗄𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗄 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗄𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗍.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂, 𝗂𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗂 𝗌𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺, "𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗃𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝖡𝖺𝗇𝗀. 𝖠𝗌𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗄 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗁."
𝖠𝗅𝗂𝗁-𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝗄𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗄, 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺, 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗂 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗂 𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖺𝗄𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗄𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗄𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗄 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗆.
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𝖲𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝗅𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗅, 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗋 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗁 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖺𝗇.
𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗄𝗎 𝖽𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗆 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝗁𝗂𝖺𝗌𝗂 𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗀𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗄𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀.
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗎𝗍, 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗀𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗃𝗎𝗀𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗒𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗄𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗍 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝗎.
"𝖲𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖺𝗄𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍 '𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺' 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋," 𝗎𝗃𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝗂𝗌𝗒𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗄𝖾𝗆𝗎𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇, "𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆, 𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗄 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗎𝖺 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗂𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗌, 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗋. 𝖲𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖺, 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗁𝗅𝗎𝗄 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇."
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗄, 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗁, "𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝖽𝗂 𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝗎𝗄𝗍𝗂 𝗄𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗃𝗎𝗀𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗄 𝗃𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗋. 𝖠𝗄𝗎... 𝖺𝗄𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗁𝗅𝗎𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗈. 𝖨𝗍𝗎... 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗃𝗂𝗄𝗄𝖺𝗇..."
𝖲𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗁 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆. 𝖭𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗍𝖺𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂, 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗇 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗃𝖺𝗄 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗅.
𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗄, 𝗄𝖾𝖽𝗎𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗇𝗒𝖺, "𝗆𝖺𝖺𝖿 𝗄𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎 𝖺𝗄𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗎."
𝖧𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺, 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗅𝖺 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗉.
𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗉𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝖻𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖺, 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗎𝗁 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗁𝗎 𝖣𝗒𝗋𝖺, 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗎𝗁 𝗄𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗄𝗂, 𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇.
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