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Chapter 4 - His rage

The sound of the raging water hitting land finally woke me. Its sound echoing to the walls, calling me with strong and angry voice. I could feel the roughness of the floor under me, the ropes biting to my wrist. I'm back in my nightmare.

"Wake up!" His voice echoed strongly around me. I demands my obedience.

But I long for the darkness. I want to stay in the darkness. I refuse to leave it's safety.

"Wake up!" Maybe if I disobey him, he would stab me. Finally release me from this nightmare. "Open you eyes, I know you're awake. Or I would open them for you," his voice too cold and yet blazing with anger. "I will pull them out."

His threat finally forced me to open them.

I stared at the man across the fire. Although all I could see are his legs enclosed in pants and his pair of footwear for I am still lying on the floor.

"Get up." I was not fast enough for him as I struggle to get up with my hands tied behind my back and my feet tied together. He quickly stood up and pulled me towards him, just as quickly pushed me down to sit. Then once again he is across the fire.

"Why?" I whispered. Why didn't he kill me?

Then his smiled. That was my doom.

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We have been walking for days now. With him whacking the branches that would protrude along the way and pulling me along with the rope around my neck. With his speed, I would stumble several times, but he never stops - either he drags my body along or I get up and try to stumble after him again. He never stops until the sun starts to rise. A weakness of his kind.

He seem to have a knack in locating places devoid of sunlight - a glen surrounded by huge tall trees that only thin thread of light simmers within, or the walls within a ruin. This time, it is a cave once again, smaller than the previous one.

He tied my rope around a stalactite. It is sturdy enough that even if I struggle to break free it would hold. I was left in the semi-darkness, with only the light from the hole near the middle of the cave that are reflected in some stalactites sheds light within. Too worn out to do anything else, I dropped down on the floor, leaning my aching back on the wall, not minding the scratchiness of the surface.

When he returned, he carries a big buck on his shoulder. He had shed his shirt near the entrance of the cave, showing of his pale skin. The blood on it so stark that it would look like he is bleeding. He dropped the buck near me.

Although he could eat raw meat, he always prepare a fire in the middle, cooking some portions of his hunt for me. I could only stare as he tore its limb and skewer a large chunk on a branch and placed it over the fire. As I waited for my meal, he started on his, sucking the blood from the animal and tearing it to pieces with his teeth.

For some reason, I think he has more finesse than my previous master - the demon lord. Although he eats like a savage, the demon lord guffaw from time to time as he eats, spilling pieces of food from his mouth towards the table.

My mouth waters as I smell the meat nearly cooked. But like before, he would wait. He would watch me eye the meat until he hears the grumble of my stomach. He would then toss me a bag filled with fresh water, which he might have filled during his hunt.

I could move my hands enough to open it and drink. Once I stop, that is when he would toss me the meat that he grabbed from the fire earlier. It's like he was waiting for it to cool down a little before giving it to me. His actions are puzzling.

After I had my fill, I could feel sleep trying to beckon, I tried to stay awake a long as I can but I always fail and succumb to its call.

I dislike the darkness now. For sleep brings me back to my nightmare. This time it is the day I was first forced to kill.

𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Žπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘ π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘œπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘›, π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘’π‘›π‘Žπ‘“π‘“π‘’π‘π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€π‘œπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘› 𝑖𝑛 π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘šπ‘’. 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘. 𝑆𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑒𝑠𝑒 π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘› π‘Ž 𝑓𝑒𝑀 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑑 π‘Žπ‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘šπ‘’.

𝐡𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘’ 𝑖𝑠 β„Žπ‘œπ‘™π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘, β„Žπ‘–π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘› π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’. 𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑖𝑠 π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘β„Ž β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘šπ‘–π‘™π‘’ π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘› β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘“π‘–π‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘Žπ‘›π‘’. 𝐼 π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€π‘œπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘› π‘Žπ‘  π‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘™π‘¦ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘”π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘ π‘‘ π‘‘π‘€π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘›π‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘™π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘ .

"π‘π‘œ. π‘ƒπ‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘’. π‘π‘œ" π»π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘›π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘¦ 𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ.

"π‘π‘œπ‘€, π‘šπ‘¦ π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘™. 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘." β„Žπ‘’ π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘“π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ. "π‘ˆπ‘ π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦."

𝐼 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘ π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦ π‘€π‘Žπ‘™π‘˜ π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘€π‘œπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›. π»π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’ π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘  π‘“π‘Žπ‘šπ‘–π‘™π‘–π‘Žπ‘Ÿ. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒 π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑙𝑦 π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘’. π‘†β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘‘ π‘ π‘œ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘π‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘›. π‘†π‘œ π‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘’π‘‘π‘–π‘“π‘’π‘™. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘–π‘ β„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿ.

"π‘†π‘‘π‘œπ‘!" 𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘π‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘–π‘‘π‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘¦ π‘€π‘Žπ‘™π‘˜ π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ. 𝐼 π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘–π‘Ÿ. "π·π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 π‘π‘™π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘’." 𝐻𝑖𝑠 π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿ, β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž β„Žπ‘œπ‘π‘’π‘™π‘’π‘ π‘ π‘›π‘’π‘ π‘  π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘”π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘ π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘–π‘›π‘  π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘€π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘¦.

"π‘†π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦." π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑏𝑖𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›, "𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘€." 𝐻𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘™π‘˜π‘’π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘šπ‘’. "π‘†π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦. 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦."

"π‘π‘œ! π‘†π‘‘π‘œπ‘!" 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘™π‘¦ π‘šπ‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 π‘Žπ‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›'𝑠 π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘’ π‘ π‘˜π‘–π‘› π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘π‘‘π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘€π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘.

𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘šπ‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘Žπ‘”π‘Žπ‘–π‘›. π‘‡π‘œπ‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘  π‘šπ‘¦ π‘£π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘š.

π‘Šβ„Žπ‘’π‘› 𝐼 π‘Žπ‘š 𝑖𝑛 π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝐼 π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘–π‘ π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘π‘’. π‘Šπ‘–π‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘€π‘Žπ‘¦. π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘–π‘ π‘œπ‘› π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘› 𝐼 π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑑, π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘˜π‘–π‘› 𝑖𝑠 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’. π‘ˆπ‘›π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘‘π‘’π‘‘.

𝐼 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘’π‘‘ π‘ π‘œ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘ π‘šπ‘¦ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘–π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’. 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘šπ‘  - π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›, π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘› - 𝑦𝑒𝑑 β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑖𝑠 π‘šπ‘’π‘β„Ž π‘™π‘œπ‘’π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ.

"π‘†π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ. 𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ."

𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž π‘ π‘œπ‘“π‘‘ π‘“π‘™π‘’π‘ β„Ž π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘ π‘’π‘‘ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠, β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘”π‘Žπ‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘’π‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘˜ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’. π‘†π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦. π‘†π‘™π‘œπ‘€π‘™π‘¦, 𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑔 π‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ, π‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑙 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑑. π»π‘’π‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘.

𝐼 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘π‘›'𝑑 β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘€, π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘π‘’π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘™ π‘–π‘›π‘β„Ž.

π»π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘˜.

𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘  π‘ β„Žπ‘’ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘Žπ‘€π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’. 𝐿𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘œπ‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘Ÿ. π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘˜ π‘ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘ π‘‘, π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Ž π‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘™ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ. 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘‘π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘¦π‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“, π‘Žπ‘  𝑖𝑓 π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘Ž π‘‘π‘–π‘ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’, π‘Žπ‘  𝐼 π‘ π‘€π‘–π‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘‘π‘’ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑑 π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜ π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑦 π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒.

"𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’!" 𝐼 π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘›π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘› π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘”π‘”π‘™π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘˜ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’.

"𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’!"

𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘–π‘ π‘  π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘π‘’π‘šπ‘œπ‘› π‘œπ‘› π‘šπ‘¦ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘π‘˜, π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘–π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘šπ‘’ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™.

"𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙..."

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