𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬.

"𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕" 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎.

𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎.
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚂𝚊𝚢 "𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎."
𝙸 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗,
𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚂𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚜,
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝙰𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜,
𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚢 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜.
𝙾𝚑, 𝙸'𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚃𝚘 𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝙸𝚗 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝟸:𝟶𝟶 𝙾𝚗 𝙰 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢,
𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢.
𝙸 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝙶𝚘 𝚃𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚎.
𝙶𝚘 𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚎.
𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜,
𝙸𝚝 𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗.
𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝙰 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙰 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙰 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝙰𝚜 𝙸𝚏 𝚆𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝟷𝟾𝚝𝚑 𝙲𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝙾𝚛 𝟷𝟿𝚝𝚑 𝙲𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚢.
𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚄𝚙 𝙸𝚗 𝚅𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐,
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚏 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙸 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝.
𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝙵𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗,
𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝙽𝚘 𝚆𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚍 𝙽𝚘 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝙽𝚘 𝙾𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝙴𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.
𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝙸 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝙸 '𝙾𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚃𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚢 𝙰 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙾𝚕𝚍 𝙵𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌.

"𝙷𝚎𝚢! 𝙸𝚗 𝙼𝚢 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝙰 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝙳𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖? 𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚝: 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝙰 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚏𝚎𝚢'𝚜 𝙰𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚖 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝙾𝚏 𝙼𝚎" - 𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚜