- 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗒, 𝟫:𝟥𝟢 𝖺𝗆 !
" 𝟥..𝟤..𝟣..𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖨𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾." 𝖺𝗏𝗒𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒.
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗀. "𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺?" 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋.
"....." 𝖫𝗒𝗅𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌.
"𝗒𝖺𝖺𝗁!" 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌.
"𝗎𝗁.. " 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗏𝗒𝖾. "𝗐𝗁𝖺𝖺𝗍..?"
"𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾? 𝖨𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗅𝖾𝗍'𝗌 𝗀𝗈? 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇." 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽.
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗀, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗏𝗒𝖾. "𝖣𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾? 𝖯𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎?"
"𝖶𝖺𝗂𝗍..𝗐𝗁𝗒? 𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗎𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇.."
"𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗁." 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗏𝗒𝖾'𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. "𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗀𝗈..𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?" 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌.
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺'𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾. "𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.."
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗀.
"𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾.." 𝖠𝗏𝗒𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌.
"𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂- " 𝖫𝗒𝗅𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿.
"𝖲𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇..𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝗂𝗍" 𝖺𝗏𝗒𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽.
"𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈, 𝖼𝖺𝗇- " 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗒𝗅𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇.
