𝙼𝚒 𝚞́𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚗 ٭

𝚃𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘 [𝚌𝚊𝚙 𝟷𝟸]

𝙴𝚕 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒́𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚞́𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊, 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊.
𝙻𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚒́𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚓𝚒́𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊, 𝚢 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚜.

𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚣𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊, 𝚎𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚊́𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒́𝚊 𝚊 𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍.

𝙴𝚕 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒́𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘, 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛, 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚒́𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘.
𝚂𝚞 𝚞́𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚎́𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚒́𝚊 𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎.
𝚃𝚞𝚟𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜, 𝚍𝚘́𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒́𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚘.

-𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨- : 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚣𝚊́𝚜 𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚎́ 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘... -𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘́ 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛-

𝚂𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘́ 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚘.

𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝟸:𝟺𝟶 𝚊.𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘́ 𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚘, 𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚘́ 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊.

𝙳𝚒𝚘́ 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚘, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒́𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍.
𝙻𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞́𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊, 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎.