#The Port

[weirdlookindog]

H. P. Lovecraft - The Port. Art by Boris Dolgov.

(Weird Tales - September, 1946)

[askacultleader]

Should we torture the port?

"Do whatever you want, they're not my problem anymore."

[rustbeltjessie]

This is what I really really look like, when I’m not taking some posed, brooding selfie. Aka, when someone other than myself takes a picture of me, and I’m actually smiling. Aka, also, proof that I go out into the world sometimes.

(July 23rd, at The Port of Kenosha; photo taken by my bestie.)

[xsturniellax]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛ

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ᖴᗴᗰ!ᖇᗴᗩᗪᗴᖇ ᙭ ᗰᗩTT ՏTᑌᖇᑎIOᒪO

ՏᑌᗰᗰᗩᖇY: ᗰᗩTT TᗩKᗴՏ YOᑌ TO Tᕼᗴ ᑭOᖇT TO ᘜO Oᑎ ᗩ ՏᑌᖇᑭᖇIՏᗴ ᗷOᗩT ᖇIᗪᗴ.

ᗯᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜՏ/ᑎOTᗴՏ: KIՏՏIᑎᘜ, Oᑕᗴᗩᑎ, ᖴᒪᑌᖴᖴ, ᑎOT ᑭᖇOOᖴᖇᗴᗩᗪ.

ᗩ/ᑎ: I ᗩᗰ ᗪᗴᖴIᑎITᗴᒪY ᗩ ᗰᗩTT ᘜIᖇᒪ ᑎOᗯ!

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘯. 𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦...𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

*𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬*

"𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯!" 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸��𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳.

"𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭.." 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯, 𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺.

"𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦?" 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴.

"𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘪𝘵, 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳." 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴.

"𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘨." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘨.

"𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰!" 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯.

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳-𝘣𝘢𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵.

"𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 ����𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘉𝘓𝘛 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵.

"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴!" 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘈𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯.

"𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦?" 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦.

"𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘰!" 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘭. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦.

𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛ! 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥.

"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦! 𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦." 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭! 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 �� 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳!

"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴." 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘩𝘶𝘨, 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.

"𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘳." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵. 𝘐 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.

"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯.

"𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵!" 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳. 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵.

𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘢. 𝘐 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘭. 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘗𝘦𝘱𝘴𝘪.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯.

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘢.

𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦; 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱. 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘢�� 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱, 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 '𝘩𝘮𝘱𝘩', 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥.

"𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬.

"𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴.

𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘱. 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.

"𝘌𝘨𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵!" 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘢 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘞𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭.

"𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮?" 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘨𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩!" 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴.

𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘈 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭.

"𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.

"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺, ����𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦.

𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯-𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩. 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

"𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦!" 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘐 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

"𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦!" ��𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘯.

𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯.

𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳...

TᕼᗩᑎK YOᑌ ᖴOᖇ ᖇᗴᗩᗪIᑎᘜ! TᕼᗩᑎK YOᑌ ᖴOᖇ ᗴᐯᗴᖇYOᑎᗴ ᗯᕼO KᗴᗴᑭՏ ᖇᗴᗷᒪOᘜᘜIᑎᘜ ᗩᒪᒪ ᗰY ᑭOՏTՏ!! <3

[thequeendomhq]

THE PORT ~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. UTP SPECIES. Faimen FACTION. Merchant's Guild OCCUPATION. UTP

Just a touch, a few whispered words, and that was all it took. Usually, anyways. The stubborn ones liked to resist, the aware were nearly impossible. But convincing someone to take a bribe? Assuring someone who already wanted to think you were innocent, that you were? Simple. Child’s play. You were a child when this gift of yours appeared, child of Lysara, born with the knowledge that in the realm only next to your own there were people like you who were made to suffer. You were born upon the sea, the tides around your ankles, the ships moored in your ports. How difficult could it be? You had to ask yourself this, ask yourself what the consequences would be if you were to get caught. It was a noble, selfless, and romantic idea that began as a day dream, but in time grew as you pieced together the practicality. Trader and merchant, all you needed was access to a ship, and something of value to stack the hull. Easy wasn’t how you’d put it, raiders didn’t do anything for free, and ports were inspected at either end. Witchers stood at the ready and you told yourself that if you helped even one person to safety, then that would mean something. From somewhere in Iskaldrik a Nightingale would sing, then in Bjarnheim you’d know where to be and when. If a guard asked too many questions you offered a light touch, a smile, and a promise that there was nothing to be seen here.

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NOTES

ABILITY: Mental Suggestion: The ability to suggest a thought or an idea to someone through physical touch.

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[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Charles Baudelaire (trans. Michael Hamburger) [h/t Mikhail Iossel]

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“We clear the harbor and the wind catches her sails and my beautiful ship leans over ever so gracefully, and her elegant bow cuts cleanly into the increasing chop of the waves. I take a deep breath and my chest expands and my heart starts thumping so strongly I fear the others might see it beat through the cloth of my jacket. I face the wind and my lips peel back from my teeth in a grin of pure joy.”

― L.A. Meyer, Under the Jolly Roger: Being an Account of the Further Nautical Adventures of Jacky Faber

[sadclowncentral]

we had a true lost in translation moment with flag signalling today

some background: the international code of signals is used as shorthand for communicating important information between vessels unto this day. everyone carries a flag alphabet for this purpose and you can raise flags separately or together to indicate conditions and requests.

so when my crew mate informed me that the navy boat we were passing had two signal flags up i asked him to relay me the message because i was busy downstairs.

here is what he saw through the binoculars:

the flag on the left is Alpha (I have a diver down; keep well clear at slow speed) and the right one is Bravo (I am taking in or discharging or carrying dangerous goods.) the vessel most likely had clearance divers out to remove underwater explosives and wanted others to steer clear.

however, my beloved crew mate only vaguely recalled that Alpha stands for divers and Bravo stands for dangerous. so imagine my surprise when they hesitantly relayed that

"the navy...wants us to know that their divers know how to fight?"

[fuckyeahstickers]

[sayruq]

[slushy-sash]

why is bro in port ormos when he works at the akademiya

[galllagher]

[samsayswhatever]

I love that their office in Port Townsend was just an ironing board

[iww-gnv]

Article date: September 30, 2024

NEW YORK -- The union representing U.S. dockworkers has signaled that 45,000 members will walk off the job at midnight, kicking off a massive strike likely to shut down ports across the East and Gulf coasts. The coming work stoppage threatens to significantly snarl the nation's supply chain, potentially leading to higher prices and delays for households and businesses if it drags on for weeks. That's because the strike by members of the International Longshoremen's Association could cause 36 ports — which handle roughly half of the goods shipped into and out of the U.S. — to shutter operations. ILA confirmed over the weekend that its members would hit the picket lines at 12:01 a.m. Tuesday. In a Monday update, the union continued to blame the United States Maritime Alliance, which represents the ports, for continuing to “to block the path” towards an agreement before the contract deadline. “The Ocean Carriers represented by USMX want to enjoy rich billion-dollar profits that they are making in 2024, while they offer ILA Longshore Workers an unacceptable wage package that we reject," ILA said in a prepared statement. “ILA longshore workers deserve to be compensated for the important work they do keeping American commerce moving and growing." ILA also accused shippers of “gouging their customers" with sizeable price increases for containers over recent weeks. The union said that this will result in increased costs for American consumers.

Read the rest here.

[rustbeltjessie]

Divine Dirt // Kenosha, WI // April 2019

[toomanymarkers]

People joke about Dazai and Chuuya being romantically experienced or whatever, but I think it's the opposite. Chuuya doesn't know what that stuff is because Mori thinks it's funny