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''𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴!'' 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. ''𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴!'' 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺. "𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴! 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱!" 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.
"𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴! 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵!" 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝙂𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮. 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙚𝙬𝙩? "𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴! 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦!" 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺. 𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬.
"𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦?"
𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮.
"𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴! 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩!"
𝙑𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙮.
"𝘛𝘰𝘮. 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭."
𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙖.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴."
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚̀𝙨𝙚̀.
𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱! 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱! 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘴. 𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴. 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱! 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱! 𝘎𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺! 𝘎𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺! 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘵! 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘸𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘌𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘋𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘴.
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