𝐴 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑓𝑢𝑙
𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑠. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑛𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑛. 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑜-𝑃𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑊𝑎𝑟. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐺𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑛.
𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑑
𝐼𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝐻𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡. 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑛. "𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟-"
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑓𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝑀𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 1800'𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦 1900'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠.
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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑
𝐻𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 "𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑎" 𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤.
(𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜): 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘
𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, "𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝙾𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜" 𝙸𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 . 𝙸𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖! 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚢! 𝙱𝚝𝚠 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎! 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐! - 𝙸.𝙲
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