"𝖢𝖺𝗌𝖺, 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝖼𝖾, 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖺." 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗌 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗎-𝗌𝗂 𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗌𝗂 𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝖾 𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝖺𝗎, 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗎𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎-𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗍𝖾.
"𝖭𝗎-𝗆𝗂 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗌𝖼 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗅𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾." 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗍 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗂 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝗆𝗂𝖼 𝗇𝗎 𝗌-𝖺 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗍, 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂 𝖺𝗎𝖻𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗂 𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝗏𝗂𝗓𝗂𝗍𝖺.
"𝖠 𝖿𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂-𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗃𝖻𝖺 𝗌𝗂 𝗍𝗎 𝖺𝗂 𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗂𝖼𝗂 𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂." 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗓𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗂 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝖺 𝗂𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗏𝖺 𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗎 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗂. 𝖣𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖺𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝖼 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗎 𝖼𝖺 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗎 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗋𝗂 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺 𝗌𝗂 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗂 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗂𝖺𝗎 𝗌𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗃𝗂.
"𝖮𝗁, 𝗂𝗆𝗂 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗌𝖼." 𝖺 𝗓𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗅 𝗌𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾 𝖾𝗅. 𝖣𝗈𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖾.
"𝖣𝖾𝖼𝗂... 𝖠𝗂 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝖺 𝗏𝗋𝖾𝗂 𝗌𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗋𝖻𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝖺𝗂 𝗌𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗋𝖻𝗂𝗆." 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝖼 𝗅𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗂 𝗆𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗉𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗃𝖺 𝗎𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝖼 𝗉𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗉𝖾𝖺.
"𝖢𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍..." 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖺 𝗌𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗂 𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺. 𝖠𝗏𝖾𝖺 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗋𝗂 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗂 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗂 𝗇𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖺𝗉𝖺.
"𝖫𝖺𝗌𝖺-𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗉", 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗉 𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝖼 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄, 𝗏𝖺𝗓𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝖺 𝗂𝗂 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝖺-𝗌𝗂 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖾. 𝖡𝖺𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝖽𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗉 𝗌𝗂 𝖳𝖺𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗂 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗅, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎-𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖼𝖺.
"𝖤𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼, 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄", 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗎𝗌 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗀, 𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗂 𝗅𝗎𝗂 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗎 𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗓𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝖺𝗎𝗓𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾. "𝖣𝖺𝗋...."
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