𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺

"ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵈᵒ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵃⁱⁿ?" "ʸᵉᵃʰ...?" "ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉⁿ~?" "ⁱ'ˡˡ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ~" "ⁱ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ, ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ" ʰᵃʳʳʸ'ˢ  ⁿᵒˢᵉ ˢˡᵒᵗˢ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ʰⁱˢ, ᶜʰᵉᵉᵏ ᵖʳᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᶜʰᵉᵉᵏ "ˢʰᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ..." ʰᵉ ᵐᵘʳᵐᵘʳˢ, ᵖᵘˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˡⁱᵖˢ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ. 

𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚣𝚊́𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗̃𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒́𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚒́𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.

"ℕ𝕠 𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕠... 𝕌𝕟𝕒 𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒 𝕠 𝕦𝕟𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕠. 𝔼𝕤 𝕞𝕒́𝕤 𝕓𝕚𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕦 𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕚́𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕦. 𝕋𝕦 𝕧𝕚𝕒𝕛𝕖. 𝕋𝕦 𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕒 𝕪 𝕥𝕦𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕖𝕟̃𝕠𝕤. ℕ𝕠 𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕕𝕠 𝕦𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕠 𝕤𝕦𝕖𝕟̃𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕕𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕚́ 𝕞𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕤... 𝕐 𝕥𝕦́ 𝕞𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕠" "¿𝕃𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕤?" "𝕃𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕤 𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕟̃𝕒𝕣 𝕕𝕖 𝕟𝕦𝕖𝕧𝕠" 

-𝑆𝑖 𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑦𝑜, 𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎́𝑠 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑜. 
-¿𝑌 𝑠𝑖 𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑦𝑜? 
𝐴𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑜́ 𝑠𝑢𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑚𝑖 𝑜𝑖́𝑑𝑜, 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜-. 𝑀𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒́ 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑜. 

«𝐒𝐢𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞́ 𝐚 𝐭𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐨. 𝐄𝐥 𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐢́𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨, 𝐩𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨»

"I'm sad that the world may not have been what you deserved it to be."

𝘾𝙧𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡 - 𝙁𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙘

"𝒫ℯ𝓇𝒹𝒾́ 𝒸𝒶𝒹𝒶 𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓇ℴ 𝒹ℯ 𝓂𝒾ℯ𝒹ℴ 𝒸𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓉ℯ" 

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 

Sᴜsᴘɪʀᴏ́ ʏ sᴀᴄᴏ́ sᴜ ᴄᴇʟᴜʟᴀʀ, ᴇsᴏ ʟʟᴀᴍᴏ́ ʟᴀ ᴀᴛᴇɴᴄɪᴏ́ɴ ᴅᴇ Hᴀʀʀʏ. "¿Qᴜᴇ́ ʜᴀᴄᴇs?" Éʟ ᴘʀᴇɢᴜɴᴛᴏ́. Lᴏᴜɪs sᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏɢɪᴏ́ ᴅᴇ ʜᴏᴍʙʀᴏs "Lʟᴀᴍᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴀ ʟᴀ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀ ɴᴀᴄɪᴏɴᴀʟ." sᴇ ʙᴜʀʟᴏ́ ʏ ᴘᴜsᴏ ᴇʟ ᴄᴇʟᴜʟᴀʀ ᴇɴ sᴜ ᴏʀᴇᴊᴀ "¡Nᴀɪʟʟᴇʀ!"

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