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Copy & Paste Demisecore Emojis & Symbols 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉

ᔆᵗᵃᵇⁱˡⁱᵗʸ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵉᶜʰᵒᵉᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᵈᵉᵐᵒˡⁱˢʰᵉᵈ⸴ ᶜʳᵘᵐᵇˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵘᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʷ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵈᵃᵐᵃᵍᵉᵈ ᵇᵉʸᵒⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵖᵃⁱʳ⸴ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵇʳⁱˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ‧ ᴸⁱᶠᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʷᵃˡˡˢ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ⁿᵉᵃᵗʰ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ᵘⁿᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒˡᵈ‧ ᴺᵉˣᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵏⁿᵉʷ⸴ ʰᵉ ᵃʷᵒᵏᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵖᵒᵘⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉᵃᵈᵃᶜʰᵉ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧ "ᴴᵘʰ; ʷʰᵃ?" "ᴴᵉʸ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ? ᴸᵃˢᵗ ᴵ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˡᵘᶜᵏʸ ᵗᵒ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵉ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ‧ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧" ᴴᵒⁱˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵘᵖ ʷᵒᵇᵇˡʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢʷᵃʸᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵉᵃᵈⁱˡʸ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʰᵘʳᵗ; ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ!" "ᴮᵘᵗ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ'ᵈ ⁱⁿʲᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵐᵒʳᵉ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᶠʳᵘˢᵗʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˡᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˡᵃᵗᵉ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ʷᵃʳᵐ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʰᵉᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳʸᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁿᵒʷ ˢʰⁱᵛᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵃᵏʸ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ᔆᵒᶠᵗ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵘˢ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ‧ ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵘᵖˢᵉᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‽" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵉᵃˢⁱˡʸ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ'ˢ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ ᴬˢ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵉᵗ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡʸ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵘᵖ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵉˡᶠ‧ "ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏˢ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ‧‧"
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ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ; ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ? ᴾᵉᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᑫᵘⁱᵉᵗ? ᴹᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ? ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ʳᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ ᴴᵉʳᵉ ˡⁱᵉˢ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ¹⁹ˣˣ⁻? ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ? ᴵ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᶠᵃⁿᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ‧‧‧ ᵂᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵖᵃ ᵇᵒʳⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳ? ᴴᵒʷ ᵈⁱᵈ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ? ᵂᵃˢ ᔆᵐⁱᵗʰ ˢᵃᵗⁱˢᶠⁱᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ⸴ ᶠᵘˡᶠⁱˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˡˡ ʰⁱˢ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐˢ? ᵂᵃˢ ⁱᵗ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ⸴ ᵒʳ ʷᵃˢ ⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳˢᵉᵉⁿ? ᵂʰᵉⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᴵ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈ⸴ ᴵ ᵗᵉⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵃʳᵇʸ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ; ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ⸴ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉ‧‧‧ ᴰʳʸ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉˢ ᶜʳᵘⁿᶜʰ ᵃˢ ᴵ ʷᵃˡᵏ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃ ʳᵒʷ‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵃˡˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ‧ ᴸᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵇʳᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵉʷ; ᵒʰ⸴ ⁱᵗ ˢᵃʸˢ ²⁰ˣˣ ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗ‧ ᴬᵐᵃᵇᵉˡ; ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ⁿᵃᵐᵉ! ᴬᵐᵃᵇᵉˡ‧‧‧ ᴿⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ‽ ᴬ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˢʰᵃᵖᵉᵈ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ‧‧‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ‧ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ? ᴴᵃᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ? ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉᵈ‧ ᴬʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒˢᵉˢ ᵃʳᵗⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˢᵒ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ‧‧‧ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵒᵘʳˢ! ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵗʳʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ʳᵘˢʰ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ˢᵃᶜʳᵉᵈ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ‧ ᴱᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ⸴ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ʷʰᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ‧ ᴬˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᴬ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵇʸ ᴵ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳ‧ ᴿᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ’ᵗ ⁿᵉᶜᵉˢˢᵃʳⁱˡʸ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵃˡ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱᶜᵉ‧ ᴬ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ⁱˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ⸴ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᵒʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ˡⁱᵛᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵈⁱᶠᶠᵉʳᵉⁿᵗ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿˢ ʷʰʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵈᵒ‧ ᴴᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ? ᴰᵒ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵒᵈᵈ⸴ ᵒʳ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ? ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵖⁱᵗᵃᵖʰˢ? ᵀʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵛᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ʷʳᵉⁿᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴳᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵍˡⁱᵐᵖˢᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ’ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ⸴ “ᴮᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ᔆʷᵉᵉᵗ ᴬⁿᵍᵉˡ”‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵒʳⁿ⸴ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ‧ ᴰⁱᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ⸴ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ⸴ ᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗˢ⸴ ˢᵖᵒᵘˢᵉ? ᵂᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱᶜᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉʳ ᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵗⁱˢᵗ⸴ ᵃ ᵖᵒᵉᵗ? ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ? ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵏ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒʳⁿᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿⁱᵗʸ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵈᵉᶜᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒᵒᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗ ᵗᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴿᵉᵐⁿᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳʸᵉᵃʳ‧ ᴬ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ⸴ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈʳᵃʷˢ ʸᵒᵘ? ᵀʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ᶜᵃʳᵛᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ⁱʳᵒⁿ‧ ᴹᵘᶜʰ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵍᵒ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ʷᵃˢ‧ ᴿᵉˢᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ⸴ ᵉⁿᵈˡᵉˢˢˡʸ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᴰᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ˢⁱᵐᵖˡᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵗᵃⁿᵍˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵃʳᵇˡᵉ ᵒʳ ᵃⁿ ᵉˡᵃᵇᵒʳᵃᵗᵉˡʸ ᶜʰⁱˢᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ? ᴬʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ? ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁱⁿʰᵃᵇⁱᵗᵃⁿᵗˢ? ᴾʳᵒᶠᵉˢˢᵒʳ ᴰᵃᵛⁱᵉˢ ˢᵃʸˢ ʰᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈˢ ˡᵉᵃⁿˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗᵒʷᵃʳᵈ ᵇⁱᵇˡⁱᵒᵖʰⁱˡⁱᵃ ⁽ᵃ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ⁾ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ⁿᵉᶜʳᵒᵖʰⁱˡⁱᵃ “ᵒʳ ᵃⁿʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵉᑫᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵍʳᵒˢˢ ᵒʳ ᵐᵒʳᵇⁱᵈ ᵈᵉʳᵃⁿᵍᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧” ᴵⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ˢʰᵉ ʳᵉʲᵉᶜᵗˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉʳᵐ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʰᵉʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵃⁿ‧ ᴵᵗ’ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒʳᵍᵃⁿⁱᶻᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ⸴ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏ⸴ ʳᵉˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒᶜᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᶠʳᵃᵍⁱˡᵉ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉˢ‧ ᴱᵃᶜʰ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵘⁿⁱᑫᵘᵉˡʸ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴬ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉ ᵇʸ ᵈᵉᶠⁱⁿⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿ ⁱˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ⸴ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵒᵉˢ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃˡˢᵒ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃʳʸ ᵗʳᵃᵈⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ‧ ᵀᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍʰᵒᵘˡⁱˢʰ ᶠᵒˡᵏˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿˢ‧ ᴵⁿ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ⸴ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᑫᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵖᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵉ‧ ᵀᵃᵖʰᵒᵖʰⁱˡᵉˢ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃʳⁿ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵘᵃˡˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳˢ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵘⁿⁱᵗʸ‧ ᴬⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡⁱᵗᵉʳᵃˡˡʸ ᵗᵉˡˡˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ’ˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ⁱᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵐᵃᶻⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴮᵉ ᶜᵒⁿˢⁱᵈᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ‧ ᴵᶠ ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿᵉʳᵃˡ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ᵒʳ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ‧ ᴰᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ⸴ ˢⁱᵗ ᵒʳ ˡᵉᵃⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵐᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ ᴬˢᵏ ᵖᵉʳᵐⁱˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒᶠᶠⁱᶜᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ʳᵘᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ; ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵐᵃʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ‧ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ ᵃˡˡ ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉᵈ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ‧
ᴳʳᵃᶜᵉ ᴸ‧ ᴱᵛᵃⁿˢ ᴮᴵᴿᵀᴴ ²⁴ ᴰᵉᶜ ¹⁸⁹² ᵂᵃʳᵉ ᴺᵉᶜᵏ⸴ ᴳˡᵒᵘᶜᵉˢᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗʸ⸴ ⱽⁱʳᵍⁱⁿⁱᵃ⸴ ᵁᔆᴬ ᴰᴱᴬᵀᴴ ²⁴ ᴰᵉᶜ ¹⁹⁹² ⁽ᵃᵍᵉᵈ ¹⁰⁰⁾ ᴴᵃᵐᵖᵗᵒⁿ ᶜⁱᵗʸ⸴ ⱽⁱʳᵍⁱⁿⁱᵃ⸴ ᵁᔆᴬ ᴮᵁᴿᴵᴬᴸ ᴾᵒˡᵉ ᴮʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵀʰᵉ ᴰᵃⁱˡʸ ᴾʳᵉˢˢ ⁽ᴺᵉʷᵖᵒʳᵗ ᴺᵉʷˢ⸴ ⱽᵃ‧⁾ ᵀᵘᵉ⸴ ²⁹ ᴰᵉᶜ ¹⁹⁹²⸴ ᵖᴮ⁴⸴ ᶜ¹ ᴳʳᵃᶜᵉ ᴸ‧ ᴱᵛᵃⁿˢ ᴴᵃᵐᵖᵗᵒⁿ ⁻ ᴳʳᵃᶜᵉ ᴸ‧ ᴱᵛᵃⁿˢ⸴ ᵃ ⁿᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴳˡᵒᵘᶜᵉˢᵗᵉʳ⸴ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵀʰᵘʳˢᵈᵃʸ⸴ ᴰᵉᶜ‧ ²⁴‧ ᔆʰᵉ ʳᵉᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ¹⁹⁶² ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜⁱᵛⁱˡ ˢᵉʳᵛⁱᶜᵉ‧ ᴹˢ‧ ᴱᵛᵃⁿˢ⸴ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵈᵘᵃᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴴᵒʷᵃʳᵈ ᵁⁿⁱᵛᵉʳˢⁱᵗʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵁⁿⁱᵒⁿ ᶻⁱᵒⁿ ᴮᵃᵖᵗⁱˢᵗ ᶜʰᵘʳᶜʰ‧
ʚ♡ɞ 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ༊*·˚
ᵀᵒⁿⁱⁿᵒ ᴿᵉᶻᶻᵃ ᴮᴵᴿᵀᴴ ²² ᴶᵘⁿ ¹⁹²³ ᴰᴱᴬᵀᴴ ²² ᴶᵘⁿ ¹⁹³⁸ ⁽ᵃᵍᵉᵈ ¹⁴⁾ ᴮᵁᴿᴵᴬᴸ ᴮᵃˢⁱˡⁱᶜᵃ ᵈᵉⁱ ᔆᵃⁿᵗⁱ ᴬᵖᵒˢᵗᵒˡⁱ ᴿᵒᵐᵉ⸴ ᶜⁱᵗᵗᵃ̀ ᴹᵉᵗʳᵒᵖᵒˡⁱᵗᵃⁿᵃ ᵈⁱ ᴿᵒᵐᵃ ᶜᵃᵖⁱᵗᵃˡᵉ⸴ ᴸᵃᶻⁱᵒ⸴ ᴵᵗᵃˡʸ ᴾʳᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵈⁱᶠʸⁱⁿᵍ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉ ᵈᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ⁱˡˡⁿᵉˢˢ ᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱᶠᵗᵉᵉⁿᵗʰ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ⸴ ᴿᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵇᵒʳⁿ ᵀᵒⁿⁱⁿᵒ ᴿᵉᶻᶻᵃ ʷᵃˢ ᵍⁱᵛᵉⁿ ᵃ ᵖʳⁱᵛⁱˡᵉᵍᵉᵈ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵃˡ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵃˢⁱˡⁱᶜᵃ ᵈᵉⁱ ᔆᵃⁿᵗⁱ ᴬᵖᵒˢᵗᵒˡⁱ‧ ᴴⁱˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ⸴ "ᔆᵘˡˡᵃ ᵛᵉᵗᵗᵃ⠘ ᵖⁱᶜᶜᵒˡᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵃ ᵈⁱ ᵘⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ ᵃⁿⁱᵐᵃ ᵀᵒⁿⁱⁿᵒ ᴿᵉᶻᶻᵃ ⠘ ²² ᵍⁱᵘᵍⁿᵒ ¹⁹²³ ⁻ ²² ᵍⁱᵘᵍⁿᵒ ¹⁹³⁸"⸴ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᵘᵗʰᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴹᵒⁿˢⁱᵍⁿᵒʳ ᶜᵒˢⁱᵐᵒ ᴮᵒⁿᵃˡᵈⁱ⸴ ᶠᵒʳᵐᵉʳ ᵖᵃʳⁱˢʰ ᵖʳⁱᵉˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴿᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᴮᵃˢⁱˡⁱᶜᵃ ᵒᶠ ᔆᵃⁿᵗᵃ ᴹᵃʳⁱᵃ ᵈᵉᵍˡⁱ ᴬⁿᵍᵉˡⁱ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵃᵖˡᵃⁱⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜⁱᵗʸ'ˢ ᴿᵉᵍⁱⁿᵃ ᶜᵒᵉˡⁱ ᵖʳⁱˢᵒⁿ‧
ᴿᵒᵒᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ᴵᵐᵖʳᵒᵛᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ⁱʳʳᵉᵛᵉʳˢⁱᵇˡʸ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵃᶜᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ‧ ᔆᵒ ʰᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ʰᵒᵐᵉ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ; ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁿᵒᵈᵈᵉᵈ⸴ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵇʸ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ˢᵃᵈ⸴ ˢᵒ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᵘᵗ‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᑫᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵘᵖˢᵉᵗ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰⁱⁿ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵉᵐᵇʳᵃᶜᵉ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵒᵇˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡᵐ ᵈᵒʷⁿ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵃᵗ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵍʳᵃᵗⁱᵗᵘᵈᵉ‧ "ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ? ᴵ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ ᵘⁿˡᵉˢˢ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵈᵒ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ‧ "ᴸᵒᵒᵏ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ; ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵈⁱᶠᶠⁱᶜᵘˡᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᴵ ᵇᵉᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ˢʰᵉ'ˢ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ!" "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᵗ; ⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍʳⁱᵉᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ ˢᵗᵒᵐᵃᶜʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵏⁱᵗᶜʰᵉⁿ‧ 'ᴴᵉ ⁱˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵒ ⁿⁱᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ' ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵏʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ! "ᴵᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵗᵉᵃˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᵗ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ᵈᵉᵐⁱˢᵉ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵃ ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵃᵗ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧ "ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏˢ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃˢ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵗᵒ; ᵖᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵛⁱˡˡᵃⁱⁿᵒᵘˢ ˢᶜʰᵉᵐᵉˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ⁱᵗ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ‧ "ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ˢᵒ‧‧" "ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᵈ‧ ᴺᵉᵉᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ?" "ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵃʸ?" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ‧ "ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ; ᴵ'ˡˡ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵐʸ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᵍ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴼⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵒʳʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃᵖᵒˡᵒᵍⁱˢᵉ! ᴵ ᵐⁱˢˢ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ'ᵈ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵃᵈ ⁱᶠ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵒʷ ᵘᵖˢᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉᵉˡ‧ ᵂᵉ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᵘᵖ! ᴼʰ ᴵ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉᵈ ᴳᵃʳʸ⸴ ˢᵒ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧‧" ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᶠᵃˡˡᵉⁿ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵖᵘˡˡᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵘᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈᵉʳˢ‧ "ᴴᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵗᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵏᵉ‧ ᴴᵉ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᵍ‧ 'ᵂʰʸ ⁱˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵒ ⁿⁱᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ⸴ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵏⁱⁿᵈⁿᵉˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵘᶜʰ' ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ‧ 'ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐᵉ? ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ‧‧‧' ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱᶠˡᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵇˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᶠᵉˡˡ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶜᵘʳˡᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳˢ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵒᶠᵗ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵏᵉ‧ "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ?" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ᵗᵉˣᵗ ˢᵃʸˢ 'ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵐᵉᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵃᵗ ᵍˡᵒᵛᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ' ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵗᵉˣᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʷᵃⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵍˡᵒᵛᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ‧ ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒʳ‧‧‧" "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵈⁱᵈ ˢᵃʸ ʰᵒʷ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵒ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉⁿᵗ! ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᴵ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵈᵃʸ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ˢᵒ ʷʰʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇʳⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʰᵉ'ˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁱⁿ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿ ᵈᵃʸ!" "ᴬʳᵉⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ⸴ ᶠᵒʳ‧‧‧" "ᶻⁱᵖ ⁱᵗ ᴾᵃᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ! ᴸᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡˡ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ ᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᵛᵉˢ‧ ᵂᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒ ᵇᵒᵒᵗʰ?" ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ᶜᵒᵖʸ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵉᵈ ʰᵒʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ʰᵃⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃⁿⁿᵒʸᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ ᴼⁿᶜᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃʳʳⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵇʸᵉ ᵗᵒ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ⁱⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵉᵈ ᴳᵃʳʸ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵛ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵐᵉʳᵐᵃⁱᵈ ᵐᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵃʳⁿᵃᶜˡᵉ ᵇᵒʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᶜᵒᵒᵗˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵖᵘᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ‧ "ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴼⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉˡᵉᵛⁱˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵃᵐᵐᵉ ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ⸴ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧ ᴼⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵉʳᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵒᶻⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠᶠ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᶜᵃˡᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉˡᵃˣᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵃᵐᵐᵉ ᵒᶠᶠ‧ ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉˢ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵉᵐᵇʳᵃᶜᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢˡᵉᵖᵗ⸴ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵒᶠᶠ; ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱʳʳᵉᵈ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ᵈᵉᵉᵖˡʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵃᵏᵉ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᶜᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ‧ "ᴴᵉˡˡᵒ?" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ 'ᴵ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉᵉᵗ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵒᵘʳ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ‧‧‧' "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ˢᵗᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" 'ᴵ ˢᵉᵉ‧ ᴵ ᵈᵒʷⁿˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵇᵃⁿᵏ ᵈᵃᵗᵃᵇᵃˢᵉ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵃˢᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ‧' "ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱˣ? ᔆʰᵉ'ˢ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧‧‧" 'ᴵ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ˢᵉᵉ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ‧ ᴮʸᵉ!' ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʰᵃⁿᵍˢ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴱᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵒᵏᵉⁿ ᵘᵖ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢⁱⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵗᵘⁿᵉ ᑫᵘⁱᵉᵗˡʸ‧ "ᴹᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃᵗ ᵘᵖ‧ "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉᵈ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳʳʸ! ᴺᵒʷ ˢᵒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ?" ᴴᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ˢⁱᵍʰᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ʳᵉˢᵖᵒⁿˢᵉ‧ "ᴼʰ ᴵ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷᵒʳᵏ! ᔆᵗᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴳᵃʳʸ; ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ʳⁱˢᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ‧ ᴴᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵃʷ ᴳᵃʳʸ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵗᵗᵉʳᵇᵒˣ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁿᵘᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ ᴴᵉ ˢᵃʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵒᶠᶠⁱᶜᵉ⸴ ᶠⁱᵍʰᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵘʳᵍᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ "ᵂʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵃᵗᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ?" "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ˢⁱʳ⸴ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ⸴ ʷᵉˡˡ⸴ ᴵ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱᵗ ʷⁱˡˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ‧ "ᔆᑫᵘⁱᵈʷᵃʳᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧" ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵒᶠᶠⁱᶜᵉ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᶠᵉ; ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ!" ᴴᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵐᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵈᵈᵉⁿ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵃᵏ ᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈⁱˢᵃᵖᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ʸᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃⁿᵈˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ‧ 'ᴳᵒᵒᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ᵈⁱˢᵗʳᵃᶜᵗ‧‧‧' ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ‧ "ᴬⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵃ ᶠʳʸᶜᵒᵒᵏ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠⁱˣ ⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳᵉᵈ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃ ʲᵒᵏᵉ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢʰᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏ ᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ‧ ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵈⁱᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ‧ "ᴶᵘˢᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ 'ᵉᵐ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ!" ᔆʰᵒᵘᵗᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ'ˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ‧ "ᵂʰᵒ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ‽" "ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈ‧" ᴬˡˡ ˢᵃʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ‧ "ᴺᵒʷ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ʰᵃʳᵃˢˢⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ? ᴴᵃ! ᴵ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠʳʸᶜᵒᵒᵏ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ‧ ᴸⁱᵏᵉ ᴵ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ᵃ ʲᵒᵏᵉ!" ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ᵍʳᵃᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵒʳᵏ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ; ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵉᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵃ ˡᵘⁿᶜʰ ᵗʳᵃʸ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᴼʰ⸴ ʸᵉᵃ?" ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᵂᵉˡˡ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ⸴ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧" ᵀʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵗⁱʳᵉ ᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰᵃᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴺᵒ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃᵘᵈⁱᵇˡʸ ᵍᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ‧ 'ᵂʰʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ? ᴴᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ' ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵈᵉˢᵖⁱᵗᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖⁱⁿᵉᵃᵖᵖˡᵉ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃᵖᵒˡᵒᵍⁱˢᵉᵈ ʷᵉᵃᵏˡʸ⸴ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ˢᵉᵐⁱᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵒᵘˢ‧ "ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ʸᵒᵘ‧ ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᵘˡᵗ⸴ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʷᵃⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵃᵏ‧ ᴵ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵈ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ˢᵃᶜʳⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ʸᵉᵗ ʳⁱˢᵏᵉᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿ ʷᵉˡˡᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵈᵒ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ; ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᵉⁿᵉʳᵍʸ ˢᵗʳᵉⁿᵍᵗʰ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ᵈᵉˢᵖⁱᵗᵉ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ‧ "ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ʳᵉ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᶠᵒʳ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵉʸᵉˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵐᵇʳᵃᶜᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ʰᵉ ⁿᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ʳᵉˢᵗ⸴ ᵃˢ ᵉˣʰᵃᵘˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵘⁿᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵐᵒʳᵉ‧ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵈⁱˢᶜᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈⁱᵈ? ᴼʰ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ!" 'ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᑫᵘⁱʳʳᵉˡ‧‧‧' ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵃˢᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏ⸴ ˢᵒ ᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵒᵖᵉˢ ᵘᵖ ᶠᵒʳ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʲᵒⁱⁿ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ; ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ʰᵉ'ᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉˢ! ᴮʸᵉ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶠⁱˣᵉᵈ⸴ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵒⁿᵉʳ‧ ᴴᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ "ᴴⁱ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵉˣᶜⁱᵗᵉᵈˡʸ‧ "ᴴᵉˡˡᵒ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ⸴ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ'ˢ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵉ! ᴵ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵈʸⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ⁿᵒ! ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵐᵉ ˢʰᵉ ᶠⁱˣᵉᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵃᶜᵏᵘᵖ ᵒⁿ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵃʳᵈᵈʳⁱᵛᵉ! ᴵ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ‧
Cᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ᴏғ Pᴏᴅᴇ̌ʙʀᴀᴅʏ (11 Nᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 1449 – 8 Mᴀʀᴄʜ 1464) ᴡᴀs Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ Hᴜɴɢᴀʀʏ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏғ Kɪɴɢ Mᴀᴛᴛʜɪᴀs Cᴏʀᴠɪɴᴜs. Cᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ sɪsᴛᴇʀ Sɪᴅᴏɴɪᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴀᴛ Pᴏᴅᴇ̌ʙʀᴀᴅʏ, ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ Bᴏʜᴇᴍɪᴀɴ ᴋɪɴɢ Gᴇᴏʀɢᴇ ᴏғ Pᴏᴅᴇ̌ʙʀᴀᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ғɪʀsᴛ ᴡɪғᴇ, Kᴜɴɪɢᴜɴᴅᴇ ᴏғ Šᴛᴇʀɴʙᴇʀᴋ. Kᴜɴɪɢᴜɴᴅᴇ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪʀᴛʜ. Gᴇᴏʀɢᴇ ᴏғ Pᴏᴅᴇ̌ʙʀᴀᴅʏ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ; ʜɪs sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪғᴇ, Jᴏᴀɴɴᴀ ᴏғ Rᴏᴢ̌ᴍɪᴛᴀ́ʟ, ʙᴏʀᴇ Gᴇᴏʀɢᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ Lᴜᴅᴍɪʟᴀ ᴏғ Pᴏᴅᴇ̌ʙʀᴀᴅʏ. Mᴀᴛᴛʜɪᴀs ᴡᴀs ᴇɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ, ʜɪs ʙʀɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴛᴇᴇɴ. Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ ɴᴇɢᴏᴛɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇɢᴜɴ ɪɴ 1458 ᴡʜᴇɴ Cᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴɪɴᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏʟᴅ. Sᴏᴏɴ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, Cᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ Hᴜɴɢᴀʀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ɴᴇᴡ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ. Jᴀɴᴜs Pᴀɴɴᴏɴɪᴜs ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ Cᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴᴇ Lᴀᴛɪɴ. Tʜᴇ ᴏ̨ᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʙɪʀᴛʜ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ 14. Tʜᴇ ᴏғғsᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ. Tʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇᴅ Mᴀᴛᴛʜɪᴀs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴏғ sɪʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴇɢɪᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴇɪʀ.
ᶜᵃᵗʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴾᵒᵈᵉ̌ᵇʳᵃᵈʸ ⁽¹¹ ᴺᵒᵛᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ¹⁴⁴⁹ – ⁸ ᴹᵃʳᶜʰ ¹⁴⁶⁴⁾ ʷᵃˢ ᑫᵘᵉᵉⁿ ᵒᶠ ᴴᵘⁿᵍᵃʳʸ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴷⁱⁿᵍ ᴹᵃᵗᵗʰⁱᵃˢ ᶜᵒʳᵛⁱⁿᵘˢ‧ ᶜᵃᵗʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʷⁱⁿ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ᔆⁱᵈᵒⁿⁱᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵇᵒʳⁿ ᵃᵗ ᴾᵒᵈᵉ̌ᵇʳᵃᵈʸ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᴮᵒʰᵉᵐⁱᵃⁿ ᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᴳᵉᵒʳᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴾᵒᵈᵉ̌ᵇʳᵃᵈʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᴷᵘⁿⁱᵍᵘⁿᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᔆ̌ᵗᵉʳⁿᵇᵉʳᵏ‧ ᴷᵘⁿⁱᵍᵘⁿᵈᵉ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡⁱᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰ‧ ᴳᵉᵒʳᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴾᵒᵈᵉ̌ᵇʳᵃᵈʸ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ʳᵉᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᴶᵒᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵒᶠ ᴿᵒᶻ̌ᵐⁱᵗᵃ́ˡ ᵇᵒʳᵉ ᴳᵉᵒʳᵍᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᴸᵘᵈᵐⁱˡᵃ ᵒᶠ ᴾᵒᵈᵉ̌ᵇʳᵃᵈʸ‧ ᴹᵃᵗᵗʰⁱᵃˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵉⁱᵍʰᵗᵉᵉⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵉ ᵗʰⁱʳᵗᵉᵉⁿ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ʷᵉᵈᵈⁱⁿᵍ ⁿᵉᵍᵒᵗⁱᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵍᵘⁿ ⁱⁿ ¹⁴⁵⁸ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᶜᵃᵗʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵉ ʷᵃˢ ⁿⁱⁿᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵒˡᵈ‧ ᔆᵒᵒⁿ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵃᵍᵉ ᶜᵃᵗʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᴴᵘⁿᵍᵃʳʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰᵉʳ ⁿᵉʷ ʰᵘˢᵇᵃⁿᵈ‧ ᴶᵃⁿᵘˢ ᴾᵃⁿⁿᵒⁿⁱᵘˢ ʰᵉˡᵖᵉᵈ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰ ᶜᵃᵗʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵉ ᴸᵃᵗⁱⁿ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᑫᵘᵉᵉⁿ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈᵇⁱʳᵗʰ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵖʳᵉᵍⁿᵃⁿᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ¹⁴‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉᵈ ᴹᵃᵗᵗʰⁱᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒˢᵉ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢⁱʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ˡᵉᵍⁱᵗⁱᵐᵃᵗᵉ ʰᵉⁱʳ‧
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ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃ ᵀᵒᵐᵇˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵀᵒᵘʳⁱˢᵗ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃʷᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʳⁱᶜʰ ʳᵉᵖᵒˢⁱᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵀʳᵃⁱˡ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵃˣ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉʸᵃʳᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵈᵐⁱʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ‧ ᴾʳᵉˢⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ ᴶᵒʰⁿ ᶠ‧ ᴷᵉⁿⁿᵉᵈʸ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ “ᴬ ⁿᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ⁱᵗˢᵉˡᶠ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʰᵒⁿᵒʳˢ⸴ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳˢ‧” ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵍᵉⁿᵉᵃˡᵒᵍʸ⸴ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ⸴ ʳᵉˡⁱᵍⁱᵒⁿ ᵃˡˡ ʳᵒˡˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵒⁿᵉ‧ ᴺᵒʷ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ‘ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗ’ ᵃ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒⁿ ˡⁱⁿᵉ‧ ᵂʰⁱˡᵉ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵃˢ ˢᵗʳᵒˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵃ ʷⁱⁿᵈʸ ᵃᵘᵗᵘᵐⁿᵃˡ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ⸴ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳ’ˢ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ⁱᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ⁱᶠ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵃⁿᶜᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʰᵒˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵖ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳ’ˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡ ʳᵉˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳⁿᵉᵗ⸴ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒ⸴ ᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵗᵉˢ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵈᵃᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ‧ᶜᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ᶜᵒᵐ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ; ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ⸴ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵗᵉᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃʳᵗ⸴ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒᵘʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᵃˡˡ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ˢᵉʳᵉⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ˢᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴰᵃⁿ ᵂⁱˡˢᵒⁿ⠘ ᴵ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡⁱᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵃʳᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴬ ˡᵒᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡⁱᵛᵉᵈ⸴ ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴺᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳⁱᵃˡ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ⸴ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ˡⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵛᵉˢ⸴ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵏⁱⁿᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᴵ ˡⁱᵏᵉ‧ ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ⁱⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ‧ ᴵ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵃˢᶜⁱⁿᵃᵗᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ ᴬˡᵒʸˢⁱᵘˢ⸴ ᴱᵈʷⁱⁿᵃ⸴ ⱽⁱᶜᵗᵒʳⁱᵃ⸴ ᴺᵃᵗʰᵃⁿⁱᵃˡ‧ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵃˡˡ ˢᵒᵘⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᶜʰᵃʳᵐⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵉᵗ ᵒˡᵈ ᶠᵃˢʰⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᴬˢ ᴵ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵍᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ⸴ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵛᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʷʰᵒˢᵉ ⁿᵃᵐᵉˢ‧ ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ? ᴰⁱᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ? ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ? ᴴᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ˡⁱᶠᵉ? ᴬⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵖⁱᵗᵃᵖʰˢ⠘ ᴰᵉᵃʳ ᴮʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ⸴ ᴿᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᴬᵘⁿᵗ⸴ ᴮᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵂⁱᶠᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴼᵘʳ ᴮᵃᵇʸ – ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ‧ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᶻᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ⸴ ʸᵉˢ⸴ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ‧ ᔆᵒ ʷʰᵉⁿ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗˢ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ⸴ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵃʸ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ⸴ ⁵⁰ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ’ˢ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ⸴ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ⸴ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ‧ ᴬⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳ ʷʰᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ‧ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ ᵒʷᵉ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳʸ‧ ᵀʰⁱˢ ᵃᵖᵖˡⁱᵉˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʳᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵖᵃˢˢᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵍᵉⁿᵉʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳⁿᵉᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵉᵃˢⁱᵉʳ ⁿᵒʷ‧ ʸᵒᵘ’ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ‧
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ᴬ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᵇᵒʸ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴵ’ᵐ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ, ᵃᵐᵒᵉᵇᵃ ᵖᵘᵖᵖʸ ᵖᵉᵗ ᵒᶠ ᔆʰᵉˡᵈᵒⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᴵᵗ’ˢ ʰⁱˢ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᵗᵒᵐᵒʳʳᵒʷ ˢᵒ ᵗᵒⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴵ ʲᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵘᵈᵍᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐ, ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᵈʳᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ˡⁱᵐᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵇʸ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧ ‘ᴹᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ’ ᴵ ᶠⁱᵍᵘʳᵉᵈ‧ ᴱᵃʳˡⁱᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ ʷᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵗᵘⁿᵃ ⁿᵒᵒᵈˡᵉ ᶜᵃˢˢᵉʳᵒˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵗᵒ ⁱⁿᵉᵈⁱᵇˡᵉ‧ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵖʳⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ‧ ‘ᵂᵃⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ, ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʳᵉᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵘⁿᵃ ⁿᵒᵒᵈˡᵉ ᶜᵃˢˢᵉʳᵒˡᵉ’ ᴵ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵗ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ, ˢᵒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱˢ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ… ᴵ ˢᵘᶜᶜᵉˢˢᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈⁱⁿᵉʳ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃʳᵉᵃ ˢᵖᵃᶜᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ‘ᵉᵐ‧ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ’ᵗ ʷᵃⁱᵗ! ᵀʰᵉ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰ ᵈᵃʸ ᴵ ᵇᵃʳᵏᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ‧ “ᴰⁱᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ…” “ᔆʰᵉˡᵈᵒⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ, ᵈⁱᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡᵉᵃⁿ…” ᴵ ʷᵃᵍ ᵐʸ ᵗᵃⁱˡ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᵈʳᵒᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ ˡⁱˢᵗ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ “ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ’ˢ…” ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵒᵖᵉⁿˢ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ‧ ᴮᵒᵗʰ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᴵ ʲᵘᵐᵖ ⁱⁿ ᵉˣᶜⁱᵗᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ “ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵈⁱᵈ…” “ʸᵃᵖ!” ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ˢᵒ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᵖʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵘᵗᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ˢⁱᵍⁿ ᴵ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ˢᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ‘ʷᵉ ⁿᵒʷ ˢᵉˡˡ ᴷʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᴾᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵃˡᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʳⁱᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ, ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ ᵇᵘʸ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ᶠʳᵉᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ ᵒⁿˡʸ!’ “ᴸᵉᵗ’ˢ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵒʸ!” ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ “ᴰᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ?” ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ ᵒᶠᶠⁱᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ˡᵉˢˢ ᶜᵘˢᵗᵒᵐᵉʳˢ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ, ᵗʰᵉⁿ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱⁿᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ “ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ…” “ʸᵉᵉˢ…” ᴾᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ! ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵒ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ! “ᴼʰ ᵐʸ ʰᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵇˡᵉˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ…” ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ‧ ᴵ ᵍʳᵒʷˡᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ˢᵃʷ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ‧ “ʸᵒᵘ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ…” “ᴱᵘᵍᵉⁿᵉ ʰᵒʷ ⁿⁱᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʷⁱˢʰ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ!” “ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ…” “ᶠⁱⁿᵈᵉʳˢ ᴷᵉᵉᵖᵉʳˢ ˡᵒˢᵉʳ…” “ᴵ’ᵐ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᔆʰᵉˡᵈᵒⁿ!” ᴵ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵘʳⁿˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ‧ “ᵀᵉˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᵐᵉ ˢᵘᶜᶜᵉˢˢ ʷᵒⁿ’ᵗ ˡᵃˢᵗ ˡᵒⁿᵍ‧‧” ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢʰᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵗᵉᵉᵗʰ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ˡᵉᶠᵗ‧ “ᴳᵉᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱˢᵗ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃᵗᶜʰ…” ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵒᵖᵉⁿˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ‧ ᴵᵗ ʰᵃᵈ ᵒᵘʳ ᵗᵘⁿᵃ ⁿᵒᵒᵈˡᵉ ᶜᵃˢˢᵉʳᵒˡᵉ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗ’ˢ ˡⁱˢᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵃʸˢ ‘ᔆᵒʳʳʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ, ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᴮᵒᵇ’ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ˢᵗⁱᶜᵏʸ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵍʰᵉᵈ‧ “ᵂᵉˡˡ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵃᵇˡᵉ ʷʰⁱˡˢᵗ ⁱᵗ ˡᵃˢᵗᵉᵈ‧” ᴴᵉ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉ ᵃˢ ᴵ ˡⁱᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ᵏⁱˢˢ‧ “ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ‧” ᵀⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ, ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ᵉˣʰᵃᵘˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵈᵃʸ‧ ᵂᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᵈ‧ “ᵂᵒᵒᶠ‧‧” “…ᴵ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ…” ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ʷᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈʳⁱᶠᵗ ᵒᶠᶠ, ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ ʰᵘᵍ‧
Today was my birthday. My daughter came running into my room and said she had a surprise for me. As I stepped out of my room, I started to cry and she screamed "Do you like it?" It was my husband, home from Iraq - just for my birthday. Dan and Julia, your gift and love for me GMH. June 21st, 2010, 3:30 PM
ᴬˡᵃⁿ ᴿᵃʸ ᴼʳᵗᵉᵍᵃ ᴮᴵᴿᵀᴴ ²⁶ ᴶᵃⁿ ¹⁹⁵³ ᵀᵒᵒᵉˡᵉ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗʸ⸴ ᵁᵗᵃʰ⸴ ᵁᔆᴬ ᴰᴱᴬᵀᴴ ²⁶ ᴶᵃⁿ ¹⁹⁵³ ᵀᵒᵒᵉˡᵉ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗʸ⸴ ᵁᵗᵃʰ⸴ ᵁᔆᴬ ᴮᵁᴿᴵᴬᴸ ᵀᵒᵒᵉˡᵉ ᶜⁱᵗʸ ᶜᵉᵐᵉᵗᵉʳʸ ᴬˡᵃⁿ ᵈⁱᵉᵈ ˢʰᵒʳᵗˡʸ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵇⁱʳᵗʰ ᵈᵘᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵗʳᵃᵘᵐᵃ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵘʳˢᵉˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵏⁱˡˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵈᵉˡⁱᵛᵉʳʸ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵇʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᶜᵗᵒʳ
ᴮᴵᴿᵀᴴᴰᴬʸ ᶜᴬᴺᴰᴸᴱᔆ ᵇʸ ʳᵉᵈᵈⁱᵗ ᵘˢᵉʳ ᶻᵉⁿʳʸʰᵃᵒ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵃʳᵈᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇˡᵒʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱᶠᵗᵉᵉⁿ ᶠˡⁱᶜᵏᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ʰᵘᶠᶠᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵘᶠᶠᵉᵈ‧‧‧ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍˡᵃⁿᶜᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᵈ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵗ ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ᶜᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᵉˣᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵘⁿᵇᵉᵃʳᵃᵇˡʸ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵃʳᵉᵈ ˢᵃᵈˡʸ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵘⁿʸⁱᵉˡᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᶠˡᵃᵐᵉˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᶠᵃˡᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ'ˢ ᶠᵉᵉᵇˡᵉ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ‧ ᔆʰᵉ ᵇˡⁱⁿᵏᵉᵈ ᵃ ᶠᵉʷ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ‧ ᵂʰⁱˢᵖᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ "ᴴᵃᵖᵖʸ ᴮⁱʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ⸴" ˢʰᵉ ᵇˡᵉʷ ᵃ ᵍᵘˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ʷⁱⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃⁿᶜⁱⁿᵍ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗˢ ᵈⁱˢˢⁱᵖᵃᵗᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵘᶠᶠˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ʷʰʸ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ‧ ᴵᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ʸᵉᵃʳ; ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵇᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᶜᵃᵏᵉ⸴ ʰᵉ ᶠᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇˡᵒʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵉ ᶜʳⁱᵉˢ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵘᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿᵈˡᵉˢ‧ ᵀⁱᵐᵐʸ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ʰᵘᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ‧‧‧ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵐᵉʳᵉˡʸ ᵈʳⁱᶠᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ʰᵉʳ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ‧
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