Poet

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝

Now I'm going to search for some horrid art of a nightmare cow.

𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

@Poet -
So, is the setting our world during a fantastical, Dark Souls-esque apocalyptic event?

@Nib

Correct. Our history up until that point, around the year 1500, is the same.

𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

@Dead Cruiser@Ashen One@Nib@Dusty@MegaOscarPwn@Raddum@DracoLunaris@TsarDev@Grif of Hearts@Torack

𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜.

𝙽𝙾𝙽-𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂

𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗.

𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜, 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝚅𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚖. 𝙷𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 ‘𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝’ 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜.

𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴𝚂

The She-Devil

_{She-Devil Hecuba}

~ALL THINGS UNDONE~

Prior Life

Hecuba, born in 1422, was the rebellious daughter of a minor German land-baron. Known to have been somewhat mean-spirited and irreligious (due in part to the extreme corruption of the local Roman Catholic Church). In particular, the parish's habit of selling indulgences and bestowal of religious artifacts led to Hecuba's collection of such curios and items of interest as a hobby, branching out naturally to the procurement of heretical and heathen tokens gained through coercion and blackmail of the baron's servants and staff. Hecuba's father spent most of his time abroad away from home in response to property he owned in Normandy being placed endlessly at risk by the conflicts of the Hundred Years' War, while her mother had died during childbirth, leaving the pernicious and capricious girl run of her father's estate. Not content to let her guards and servants do all the dirty-work themselves, Hecuba became obsessed with acts of violence, starting first with merely learning how to hunt and butcher animals, moving on to trapping and torturing animals, and then eventually to imprisoning and personally beating and torturing peasants and unfortunates of the barony itself. Her father's court became a haven for heretical figures who curried favor with her with offerings of obscure artifacts and pagan knowledge, further fueling her godless proclivities.

Precisely what transpired in the barony come the twilight of purgatory is poorly understood. A large amount of heavy fighting between the armies of men and the horrors of the abyss took place therein and nearby, with stories indicating Hecuba had fought on both sides. Some hypothesize she was captured or enslaved and forced to fight, others claim she had merely been given the excuse to devolve into her true violent nature by the mass outbreak of horror, but it is otherwise agreed that at the time she did not yet possess even but an inkling of the might wielded by the later figure of the She-Devil. As the reality of purgatory settled and the peoples of the land began the cycle of death and rebirth, Hecuba's estate became the focal point for countless desperate rituals, the ignorant, the malign, and the curious making use of encouragement and coercion alike, making use of her vast collection of relics and texts to perform all manner of profane acts in the earlier days of anguish.

The experiments culminated in Tiamat's Eclipse. The bloody events therein are not recounted in any written record, those few reborn lucid enough to recount it retelling incoherent, rambling, and disjointed tales of arms tournaments presided over by anathema and powers, disgusting and woesome orgies conducted by abominable fiends from the depths of the world, baleful displays of light that cut through the retina and mind like razors. Hecuba features in many of these retellings, with no rhyme, reason, or pattern as to her significance or actions beyond her mere presence, but whatever role she played, the She-Devil was the ultimate product of that awful affair.

Branded upon their flesh is the mark of the Seeker - and all who see it know true despair, in knowing that amongst the servitors of the adversary there are those who seek out and embrace the light intending only to snuff it out.

She-Devil Hecuba is a monstrous foe to all who would seek the Herald of Light, more a hellish beast than human now. Her immense strength and ability, already great on their own, have been heightened to inhuman proportions by the countless, profane and sickening powers acting upon her form and mind. She has taken unto herself and her soul - some say even willingly - the influence of multiple dread powers, such as the Erinyes, The Naked Complex, the Barbed Wheel, the Sterile God. Although lonesome, Hecuba is a Legion of the dark, for those that lay claim to her mind, body, and soul are many. A semblance of the being she once was remains still, cogent and capable of being reasoned with if only for a time. Some speculate that the mere presence of the Seekers' Sigil upon her body is evidence that she might be saved and redeemed one day, to then fight on the side of the light. What is most clear, however, is that in the relative present she is a nearly insurmountable (if thankfully rarely encountered), monstrous physical threat to any who would seek the Herald of Light, requiring significant guile and cunning to surpass where strength of arms would otherwise fail.

The She-Devil's Sins

Hecuba is a being of lightly fettered rancor made manifest. Her sins are boundless and without limit and pointless to recount in any detail. Her greatest flaw of benefit to Seekers is her profound susceptibility to occult forces. The same means by which she shackles and is shackled to the various beings that empower her renders her supremely vulnerable to arcane and esoteric power. It is also worth noting that for somebody so far-gone, she can be surprisingly coherent when caught in-the-moment. If she can be caught up by some means in conversation, she can be waylaid and distracted for a time - and perhaps even bargained with, coerced, or even momentarily turned. Her loyalty and focus are therefore questionable. In the same manner, Hecuba is much akin to a siege engine - only loosely directed in any kind of confrontation, she makes only the most pitiful of distinctions between her foes and will not prioritize. She will just as willingly charge into an assembled group of a Seeker's comrades as she might try to pursue the Seeker, or an unarmed and fleeing group of peasants, and is thus easily distracted and evaded.

The She-Devil's Failings

• Lost in the Dark - A Seeker she may technically be, but Hecuba is a slave of the adversary and therefore subject to their whims. They spend most of their time in the dark places of the world, and cannot harry and pursue Seekers for long before her dread masters call upon her to withdraw.
• She Was Never One of Us - Hecuba is reviled and hated by anyone and everybody with common sense and more than two neurons. Even cultists and other mortal servitors of the adversary will refuse to work with her, or even to remain in her presence without fleeing or resorting to violence. Many will simply attack her on sight. The sentiment is mutual, of course.
• Her Body is a Marred- Twisted as it is, Hecuba is only very vaguely and indistinctly recognizable as Human once the armor is peeled away.
• Her Mind is Damaged - She is just foolish enough to consistently make tactical blunders and be outwitted, and just intelligent enough to be bargained with and coerced.
• Her Soul Is A Wound - The very process which created the She-Devil and grants her power also renders her especially susceptible to occult and arcane powers and influence.
• Just Another Plaything - Although she is readily counted amongst the greatest of the adversary's mortal servants, she is just another mortal. The very beings she serves and that grant her power will turn on her in a heartbeat, torturing her and afflicting her with incalculable suffering for any or no reason, at any time they choose.
• There Shall Come a Reckoning - Hecuba's passage is not subtle. There shall be plenty of forewarning with her approach.
• And Ye Shall Bear Their Punishment - Hecuba's connection to various abyssal entities subjects her to resonance from their upbraiding. Injuring or slaying them will injure and impair Hecuba substantially, for a time.

The She Devil's Strengths

• Witch Engine - Hecuba is almost unmatched in physical altercations, be it in duels or in pitched, thronging battles. Trying to confront her head-on as anything other than a feint or distraction would likely end in misfortune without careful planning or nigh-miraculous skill and ability exceeding her own.
• Their Hand Upon Our World - Hecuba is under the influence of a number of powerful abyssal entities which, in addition to twisting her form and granting her profane might, can bestow her with additional, twisted boons as they deem fit.
• Guttering Hope - Hecuba is branded with a corrupted Seeker's Sigil, allowing her to track the Herald of Light - and to respond to the presence of other Seekers.
• The Dreaded - Mere word of Hecuba's approach is enough to send most normal folk, soldiery, and even comrades following Seekers running for the hills in terror.

The She-Devil's Tainted Virtues

• Violence: VIII
• Fortitude: VIII
• Soul: VII
• Passion: - (Whatever Womanly charms she had are long gone.)
• Perception: II
• Command: - (Not even cultists are foolish enough to work with her. Only inhuman forces beyond the ken of the just might appear with her, and even then it is more likely that she shall follow them than the other way around.)

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𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

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𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚟𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗. 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍.

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚐𝚎, 𝚌𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙳𝚊𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚔. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖. 𝚆𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍, 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖.

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚢𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚢. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚖𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚠 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝, 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝙻𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑. 𝙾𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚟𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜—𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗. 𝙽𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍’𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕. 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑, 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚟𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚍, 𝟷𝟻𝟶𝟸. 𝚆𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚖. 𝚂𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜, 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚡𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢. 𝙹𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘. 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚙𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍. 𝙼𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛, 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚢. 𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙴𝚟𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚙𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚝. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 ‘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕’, 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 ‘𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚗’ 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 ‘𝚑𝚎𝚡’ 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜. 𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎.

𝙷𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚕. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕. 𝙷𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗, 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚜.

𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: 𝙸𝚏 𝚊 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 ‘𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌’, 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎.

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑, 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.

𝙾𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 ‘𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜' 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙰𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔, 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍.

𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 — 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚊 𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚢, 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚢. 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 +𝙸 𝚒𝚗 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 — 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢.

𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚕 — 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙽𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 — 𝚅𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙰 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 +𝙸 𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 — 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚙𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚕𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 — 𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕’𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚞𝚛. 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙰 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚢. 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛.

𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙿𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚗, 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚗. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎.

𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙼𝚊𝚗.

𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗.

𝙰 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕, 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 ‘𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍’. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕.

𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝙸𝙽
𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢, 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙸𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚜? 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝙻𝚞𝚜𝚝, 𝙴𝚗𝚟𝚢, 𝙶𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚢, 𝚆𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑.

𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚊, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚖, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎.

𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚜, 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚢, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎, 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢, 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎, 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜.

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[*]Soul: X
[*]Passion: X
[*]Perception: X
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𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝

@BishopWe can talk now, beforehand, or whenever it becomes relevant in the story. If you want to talk now, do shoot me a PM.

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝

@Ashgan@TrivvalHah, I knew this was coming. 'Mental resilience' is definitely something you need when you are getting mugged, raped, or getting your face bashed in by a stranger. And then there is the occult part. So, Soul and Willpower are attributes that go and in hand.

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚘𝚜𝚝

That said, Spirit probably branches out into a region of its own when the occult dial gets turned up, and at that point I expect things will be clearer.

@Ashgan

Exactly this. At these 'low levels', they overlap quite a bit. So, your concerns are completely valid. But when things move along and the occult encounters and matters become more complex, the difference between 'soul' and 'willpower' will be greater. Willpower is also for normal threats and conflicts that are not of occult nature, so there is another difference.

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@AshganThe 'skill checks' are mostly for me and my planning. With a 'skill check' I can hint at there being something there of interest, but you as the player decide whether you want to pursue it. You know there is a risk of negative consequences, but you don't know how severe they will be.

Let's say that a character takes it seriously, that they feel some kind of occult presence. If it later turns out to be true, they might not be as startled or crippled when action is required to save their own life. Simplified example here, but you get the idea.

Not interacting with the Soul indicator is technically a 'failed interaction', but the way in which the Soul indicator is described, you can sort of figure that the consequence might not be all that severe.