TW: Hanging
𝖨 𝖺𝗐𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁'𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗇, 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋.
𝖤𝗅𝗂𝗃𝖺𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖾, 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁.
"𝖨𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎 𝖠𝗌𝗁𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖣𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅. 𝖶𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗌!"
𝖨 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾.
𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖠𝖻𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗅?
𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.
𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌.
"𝖢𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌! 𝖨𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌!" 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽.
𝖨 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗁 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇. 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾.
"𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀!" 𝖨 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾.
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