A collaboration between Lord of Chaos and Saucebook on the occasion of our shared birthday, 15th December.

Spirit Gathering #1/100

The Decagon is the infinitely evolving, always unique, and eternally open membership token of the Decaverse. Designed by Kjetil Golid.

Decagon #19552

Ruby Red River

3333 souls who have chosen to ascend from the abyss and be reborn in the heavens

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A hardening of the shell begat from this existence, to house the most genuine of empathy and understanding, while traversing a life that disguises the filth of the mortal plane with a veneer of joy seemingly at all times. Always the realization that you are greater than the nature of things here, you are stoicism in it’s absence; justice lying in wait posing as vengeance. Only as wisdom has set in have you realized those times when you felt overwhelmed, crying out to those who posed as helpful when needed, that as you sought strength you were actually the strongest one.

Chaos has allowed you rare privilege as a portal keeper; a position not easily reached or understood by many, but highly acknowledged and regarded by agents of the trade. The underestimated oracle. Wings of concentrated light that shear the fabric of dimensions one through the other merely by traversing to higher planes.

“And there blood flows like a ruby red river throughout life…”

Holders of this, my re-entrance into this new realm, are truly favoured.

Crimson Hosanna

(𝔡𝔢𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔢𝔡)
~𝔉𝔏𝔘𝔉 𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔶-𝔬𝔭 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔢 - ℜ.𝔐.~

𝔄𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬 𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔞 ℑ 𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔩𝔶 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔫𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔫 𝔧𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢. 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔷𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔞 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔰 𝔟𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢, 𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔢𝔴, 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥’𝔰 𝔡𝔬𝔬𝔯.

ℑ𝔱 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬𝔤𝔲𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔰’ 𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩. 𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔯𝔲𝔭𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔢𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 (𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔢), 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔱𝔢𝔠𝔥 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔟 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰. 𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔤𝔬, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔣𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔬𝔫-𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔷𝔢𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔢𝔰. 𝔄𝔰 𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔱, 𝔟𝔶 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡 𝔥𝔢: “𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞 𝔟𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔞𝔶.”

𝔑𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔞𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱, 𝔞 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔪 𝔬𝔣 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔰 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔭 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔢𝔰. 𝔒𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔲𝔰 (𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔶𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔰) 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔢𝔰. ℌ𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔡𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔡, 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢’𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔭𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰, 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔨𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫’𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔰. 𝔖𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔞 𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔯 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔡𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔉𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢.

𝔉𝔬𝔬𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔱, 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔞. 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔠𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔞 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢𝔡, 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔥 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢. 𝔅𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔨𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔡-𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔧𝔲𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔭𝔰 𝔤𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔇𝔯. 𝔊𝔯𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔰’ ℜ𝔞𝔶𝔤𝔲𝔫 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔬𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔫’𝔱 𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔩. 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔶 𝔧𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔠𝔥 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔠𝔱 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔖𝔢𝔢𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫.

𝔏𝔢𝔱’𝔰 𝔰𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫’𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔢'𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫… 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰. 𝔑𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔟𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢, 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢.


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ℑ𝔱’𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯. ℑ𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔯𝔲𝔫 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣. ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡𝔫’𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔢𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔦𝔣 ℑ 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔠𝔨 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬𝔬, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔞𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩. 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱, 𝔦𝔰𝔫’𝔱 𝔪𝔢.

ℑ 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰, 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔰 (𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯, 𝔪𝔶 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤) 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔬 ‘𝔰𝔢𝔢’ 𝔱𝔬 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔬 𝔱𝔬. ℑ𝔱’𝔰 𝔞𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔶 𝔦𝔰 𝔥𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ‘𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢’ 𝔦𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔢𝔱𝔠. 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔡 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔰 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 (𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔡). 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔦𝔱, 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥; 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔰. 𝔖𝔬 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔲𝔭 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫, 𝔶𝔢𝔰?

𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔯; 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔱, 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔫𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔰, 𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥! 𝔐𝔶 𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 (𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔢). ℌ𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵 𝔡𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢; 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔢𝔰, 𝔴𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.

𝔐𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔫𝔣𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶; 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔳𝔢… 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔪.

𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔴 𝔲𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢’𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢; 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔲𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔨, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔩𝔶 𝔲𝔫𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔩. 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔨𝔢𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔡. 𝔄𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫, 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔶-𝔬𝔭𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔬 𝔧𝔬𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡.


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ℑ𝔱’𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯. ℑ𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔯𝔲𝔫 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣. ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡𝔫’𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔢𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔦𝔣 ℑ 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔠𝔨 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬𝔬, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔞𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩. 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱, 𝔦𝔰𝔫’𝔱 𝔪𝔢.

ℑ 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰, 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔰 (𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯, 𝔪𝔶 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤) 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔬 ‘𝔰𝔢𝔢’ 𝔱𝔬 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔬 𝔱𝔬. ℑ𝔱’𝔰 𝔞𝔫 𝔲𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔶 𝔦𝔰 𝔥𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ‘𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢’ 𝔦𝔰, 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔢𝔱𝔠. 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔡 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔰 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 (𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔡). 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔦𝔱, 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔗𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥; 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔰. 𝔖𝔬 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔲𝔭 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔫, 𝔶𝔢𝔰?

𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔯; 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔦𝔱, 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔫𝔥𝔞𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔰, 𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥! 𝔐𝔶 𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 (𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔢). 𝔐𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔫𝔬 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪 𝔦𝔰 𝔎𝔈𝔜 𝔞𝔰 𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵 𝔡𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢; 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔢𝔰, 𝔴𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.

𝔐𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔫𝔣𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶; 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔬𝔩𝔳𝔢… 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔰𝔪.

𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔴 𝔲𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢’𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢; 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔲𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔨, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔩𝔶 𝔲𝔫𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔩. 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣 𝔣𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔰, 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔨𝔢𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔲𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔡. 𝔄𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫, 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔶-𝔬𝔭𝔰 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔬 𝔧𝔬𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡.


8000 𝔵 6000 𝔭𝔵𝔩 
(300 𝔡𝔭𝔦; 28.2 𝔪𝔟)
ℭ𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱ℭ𝔞𝔣𝔢 (𝔄ℑ) 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔄𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔓𝔥𝔬𝔱𝔬

The once redacted tales of wonder, woe, and warfare of Rad Muthaflufa (FLUF #5029). All recounts and observations herein are meant to serve as autobiographical chronicles.

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