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Sativa got me uppity.
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It's bed time, Bimbo the Clown.
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[@Punished GN] you taught me that lifting is important and you're the reason I'm jacked but what are you lifting...?
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The grass at Stockbridge academy.
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Alright I touched grass, now what ?
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♫~So bad, uh, loved me way before you even knew I wrote raps.
That's how I know I can trust you, I adore that, uh
And you like it too, so I'ma go about that, uh
You said I sound shy and I told you that's so facts
Y-Y-You said that I'm cute, I'm all like, "Where yo' phone at?"
Tryna get your digits down in my Notes app~♫You read it right, whether it was in a discord channel a thread, or through word of mouth from a beloved.
I did it, I'm the bad guy. I admit it, I'm the problem all the rumors, words, gossip and legends about me are herein true.
Some facts about me, I named changed to improve my perceived inadequacies. I'm a terrible GM and writer deserving of the ultimate punishment, my life is just a Trippy Nightmare.
I'm a loser who is trying to write something meaningful on a site that is full of toxic boi cliques, drama, degenerates and more. I'm like the GN but just a highly unsuccessful writer with a huge heart.
Fuck with me.
I did it, I'm the bad guy. I admit it, I'm the problem all the rumors, words, gossip and legends about me are herein true.
Some facts about me, I named changed to improve my perceived inadequacies. I'm a terrible GM and writer deserving of the ultimate punishment, my life is just a Trippy Nightmare.
I'm a loser who is trying to write something meaningful on a site that is full of toxic boi cliques, drama, degenerates and more. I'm like the GN but just a highly unsuccessful writer with a huge heart.
Fuck with me.
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Forum: Advanced Roleplay
CPAF finale coming soon, post in the collab afkers.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙳-𝙴-𝙰-𝙳."𝙳𝚎𝚠𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎!" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛-𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢, 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 - 𝚏𝚞𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜. 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝙰𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢, 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙴𝙼𝙿 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘-𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔!
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𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚢!
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 - 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 '𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚜' 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘. "𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 - 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 - 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 '𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚜' 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘. "𝙷𝚎𝚢, 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 - 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗, 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚒𝚏 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕.
"𝚄𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚑 - 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗.
"𝚄𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚑 - 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙻𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚛-𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍-𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎.
"𝙳𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚘, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 '𝚗 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙾𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚋 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝-𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝, 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢.
"𝙳𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚘, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 '𝚗 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙾𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚋 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝-𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝, 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛' 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚘, 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙶𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜, 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚒-𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.
"𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝." 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠-𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.
"𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝." 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠-𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜. 𝙰 𝚖𝚒𝚡 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖, 𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. "𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙾𝚛𝚔!? 𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 '𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕!" 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚘-𝙶𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚞𝚜, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠, 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚢. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚕-𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝.
𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎.
𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎-𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. "𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚜," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕-𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎.
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚢. 𝙴𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎, "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚋, 𝚖𝚊𝚗." 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎.
𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 - 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎? 𝚆𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.
"𝚄𝚑, 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎!?" 𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎.
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