౨𝙉𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙍𝙞𝙠𝙞ৎ
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"𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚?"
𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁. 𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌.
𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗏 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗉 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍. "𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮. 𝙒𝙖𝙞𝙩.. 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙊𝙝, 𝙪𝙢, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙡. 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?"
𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗌. "𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥? 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙤𝙭." 𝖧𝖾 𝗂𝗀𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗒 𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖤𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁, 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗌. "𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧? 𝙈𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙈𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙎𝙤𝙝𝙚𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣."
𝖲𝗈𝗁𝖾𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖱𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗌'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌.
"𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙠."
𝖲𝗈𝗁𝖾𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝗅𝗉𝗌 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒.
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