𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻 - ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡ
«𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴
𝗧𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻
𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗯𝗲
𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲»
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗻
𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿
ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴄʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.sᴏʀᴄɪᴇʀᴇ.
✰.ᴄᴏʟᴇʀɪǫᴜᴇ, sᴀɴs ᴘɪᴛɪᴇ ᴇᴛ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜᴇ.
✰.ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴs.
✰.ʟᴀ ᴘʟᴜs ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴇ ɢᴜᴇʀʀɪᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴇs ɪʟᴇs ʙᴏᴜɪʟʟᴀɴᴛᴇs.
✰.ᴀɴᴛɪǫᴜᴇ sᴏʀᴄɪᴇʀᴇ ᴀʏᴀɴᴛ ᴇᴛᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜᴇ ᴀ ʟᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴍɪᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇɪɴᴇ. ᴀᴜᴊᴏᴜʀᴅ'ʜᴜɪ ᴇsᴛ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴜᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇsᴛᴀᴜʀᴇ ᴘᴀʀ ʀᴇsᴛᴀᴜʀᴇʀ ʟ'ʜᴏɴɴᴇᴜʀ ᴅᴇ sᴏɴ ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴ ᴍᴀɪᴛʀᴇ, sᴇs ʏᴇᴜx ʙʀᴜʟᴇ ᴅ'ᴜɴᴇ ʜᴀɪɴᴇ sᴀɴs ғᴀɪʟʟᴇ ᴇɴᴠᴇʀs sᴏɴ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇ, ʙᴇʟᴏs.
____♡︎.ᴄʜᴇʀᴄʜᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏʀᴇ ʟ'ᴀᴍᴏᴜʀ. (ᴏᴜᴠᴇʀᴛ ᴀᴜx ᴏᴄ x ᴏᴄ)
«𝗣𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗾𝘂𝗼𝗶 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗲 ?
𝗩𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘇 𝘃𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲... 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘇 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶 𝗮𝘂 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲, 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘇 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹'𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗼𝘀.. 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗷𝗲 𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲́ 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀...»
___.ᴍɪɴᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏs.
𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗘𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀
ᴛʜᴇ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴏᴅʏ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.sᴏʀᴄɪᴇʀᴇ.
✰.ᴍᴀʟɪɴ.ᴇ, ʀᴜsᴇ.ᴇ ᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴜx.ᴄᴇ.
✰.ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ (ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴏɴsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴇᴜʀ ᴇᴛ ᴏʀᴀᴄʟᴇs)
✰.ᴄᴇʟᴜɪ/ᴄᴇʟʟᴇ ǫᴜɪ ᴠᴇᴜx ᴠɪᴠʀᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴇ
✰.ᴊᴇᴜɴᴇ ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇ ᴅ'ʜᴇxsɪᴅᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴅᴇ sᴏʀᴛɪʀ sᴏɴ ᴇsᴘʀɪᴛ ᴅᴇ sᴏɴ ᴄᴏʀᴘs sᴇ sᴇɴᴛᴀɴᴛ ʟɪʙʀᴇ ᴅᴇ ᴄᴇᴛᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪǫᴜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴏɴ... ᴍᴀɪs ᴇs ᴠʀᴀɪᴍᴇɴᴛ ʟᴀ ᴍᴇɪʟʟᴇᴜʀᴇ ғᴀᴄᴏɴ ᴅ'ᴇᴛʀᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴇ ᴘᴏᴜʀ ɪʟʟᴇ...?
____♡︎.ᴀɪᴅᴇ Sybelle Williams ᴀ ᴀʟʟᴇʀ ᴍɪᴇᴜx.
«𝗦𝗶 𝗹𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗲́ 𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝘂 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗽𝘀... 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝗲 𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗿 ? 𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲, 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶 𝗺'𝗮𝘀 𝘃𝘂 𝗻𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗻'𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗾𝘂'𝘂𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲𝘂𝗿 ?»
___.ᴄᴏᴜʀᴛɴᴇʏ ᴀ ʟᴜᴢ.
𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗵
ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ʀᴇʙᴇʟ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.sᴏʀᴄɪᴇʀᴇ.
✰.ᴇɴᴇʀɢɪǫᴜᴇ, ᴘᴀsɪᴏɴɴᴇ ᴇᴛ ʙᴀᴛᴛᴀɴᴛᴇ.
✰.ʟᴀ ɢᴀʀᴅɪᴇɴɴᴇ ᴅᴜ ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴs.
✰.ᴄᴇʟʟᴇ ǫᴜɪ ᴀs ᴄʜᴇʀᴄʜᴇʀ ᴜɴ ᴍᴏɴᴅᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛᴇ.
✰.ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀɪᴇᴜsᴇ ғᴇᴍᴍᴇ s'ᴇᴛᴀɴᴛ ʙᴀᴛᴛᴜ ᴘᴏᴜʀ sᴀ ᴍᴀɢɪᴇ ʟᴏʀs ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ᴍᴏɴᴛᴇ ᴀᴜ ᴘᴏᴜᴠᴏɪʀ ᴅᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏs. ᴘʀᴇᴍɪᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇʙᴇʟʟᴇ, ᴇʟʟᴇ ғᴜᴛ ᴄᴇʟʟᴇ ǫᴜɪ ɪɴғʟᴜᴀ ᴅᴀɴs ʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴇᴜʀ ᴅᴜ ᴘᴇᴜᴘʟᴇ ᴅᴇs ɪʟᴇs ʙᴏᴜɪʟʟᴀɴᴛᴇs ʟᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴅᴇ ʟɪʙᴇʀᴛᴇ.
____♡︎.ᴇsᴘᴇʀᴇ ǫᴜᴇ 𝗚𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘃 ʀᴇᴜssɪʀᴀ ʟᴇᴜʀ ᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴅᴀɴs sᴀ ɴᴏᴜᴠᴇʟʟᴇ ᴠɪᴇ.
«𝗖𝗲 𝗻'𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲? 𝗦𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘇 𝗾𝘂'𝘂𝗻 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝘂 𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲»
___.ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏs.
𝗟𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗲
ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ sᴋʏ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴅ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.ɢᴀʀᴅɪᴇɴ ᴅᴜ ᴄɪᴇʟ.
✰.ᴍᴀʟɪɴᴇ, ʀᴜsᴇ ᴇᴛ ᴘᴜɪssᴀɴᴛᴇ.
✰.ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.
✰.ʟᴀ ᴠᴏɪx ᴅᴇs ʀᴇʙᴇʟs.
✰.ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴɴᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴇ ᴀʏᴀɴᴛ ᴇᴛᴇ ʟᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴍɪᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴅʀᴇ ʟᴇ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ ᴅᴇ ʀᴇʙᴇʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴᴇ. sᴜʀ sᴏɴ ᴛʀᴏɴᴇ ᴅ'ᴀʀɢᴇɴᴛ, ᴇʟʟᴇ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴇ ᴅᴀɴs ʟᴇs ᴏᴍʙʀᴇs ᴘᴏᴜʀ ғᴀɪʀᴇ sᴏᴍʙʀᴇʀ ʟ'ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇᴜʀ ᴅᴀɴs ʟᴀ ᴘʟᴜs ᴅᴏᴜᴄᴇs ᴅᴇs ғᴏʟɪᴇs.
____♡︎.ᴄʜᴇʀᴄʜᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏʀᴇ ʟ'ᴀᴍᴏᴜʀ. (ᴏᴜᴠᴇʀᴛ ᴀᴜx ᴏᴄ x ᴏᴄ)
«𝗠𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻... 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲, 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝘇 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗮... 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗲́.... 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘇 𝗹𝗲 𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 ?»
___.ʟɪᴛʜᴏᴛᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏs.
𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗶𝗮 D̶a̶r̶r̶e̶n̶ 𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮
ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.ɢᴀʀᴅɪᴇɴ ᴅᴜ ᴄɪᴇʟ.
✰.ᴍᴀʟɪɴ.ᴇ, ʀᴜsᴇ.ᴇ ᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴜx.ᴄᴇ.
✰.ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ (ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴏɴsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴇᴜʀ).
✰.ᴘᴇᴛɪᴛᴇ ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴅᴇ ʟɪᴛʜᴏᴛᴇ.
✰.ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀ ʟᴀ ᴘᴜɪssᴀɴᴛᴇ ᴠᴏʟᴏɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴛʀᴇʀ ǫᴜᴇʟʟᴇ ᴇsᴛ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴅ'ᴇᴛʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʀᴇ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ǫᴜ'ᴜɴᴇ ɢᴀᴍɪɴᴇ ғᴀɪʙʟᴇ. ǫᴜᴀɴᴅ ᴇʟʟᴇ ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅᴇ ʟᴇ sᴏɪʀ ʟᴇs ᴄᴏɴsᴛᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴇʟʟᴇ sᴏᴜʜᴀɪᴛᴇ ᴜɴ ᴀᴜᴛʀᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴅᴇ ᴏᴜ ᴇʟʟᴇ sᴇʀᴀɪᴛ ʟɪʙʀᴇ... sᴀɴs sᴀ ᴍᴀʟᴀᴅɪᴇ ǫᴜɪ ʟ'ᴀғғᴀɪʙʟɪᴛ.
____♡︎.ᴇʟʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴍʙᴇʀᴀ ғᴏʟʟᴇ ᴅ'ᴀᴍᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴜʀ 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮 ǫᴜᴀɴᴅ ᴇʟʟᴇ ɪʀᴀ ᴅᴀɴs ʟᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴅᴇ ᴅᴇs ʜᴜᴍᴀɪɴs.
«𝗟𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘂𝗿 !!! 𝗗𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘂𝗿 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗷𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 !! 𝗔𝘂 𝗺𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗶 𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝘁'𝗲𝗰𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘀...»
___.ᴄᴀssᴏᴘᴇɪᴀ ᴀ ʟɪᴛʜᴏᴛᴇ.
𝗔𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮
ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴍᴇʀᴍᴀɪᴅ.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔...
✰.sɪʀᴇɴᴇ.
✰.ᴅᴏᴜᴄᴇ, ɢᴇɴᴛɪʟʟᴇ ᴇᴛ ᴘᴀsɪᴏɴɴᴇ.
✰.ᴄʟᴀɴ ᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
✰.ᴄᴇʟʟᴇ ǫᴜɪ ᴀᴠᴀɪᴛ ʙᴇsᴏɪɴ ᴅᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ.
✰.sɪʀᴇɴᴇ ᴀʏᴀɴᴛ ғᴜɪs sᴀ ᴠɪᴇ sᴏᴜs ᴜɴᴇ ᴀғғʀᴇᴜsᴇ ᴛʏʀᴀɴɪᴇ. ᴀᴜᴊᴏᴜʀᴅ'ʜᴜɪ ᴄʜᴀɴᴛᴇᴜsᴇ ᴅ'ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ ᴀɪᴍᴇᴇ ᴅᴇ ᴛᴏᴜs... sᴏᴜs sᴇs sᴏᴜʀɪʀᴇs, ᴇʟʟᴇ sᴇ ʙᴀᴛ ᴘᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀ ʟɪʙᴇʀᴛᴇ ᴠᴏᴜʟᴀɴᴛ ᴇɴғɪɴ ᴛʀᴏᴜᴠᴇʀ ᴜɴ ᴍᴏɴᴅᴇ ᴏᴜ ᴇʟʟᴇ sᴇʀᴀ ʟɪʙʀᴇ...
____♡︎.𝗔𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 ᴇsᴛ sᴏɴ ʀᴀʏᴏɴ ᴅᴇ sᴏʟᴇɪʟ.
«𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘇 𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗰'𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲 𝗰̧𝗮... 𝘃𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲 !»
___.ᴀǫᴜᴀᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ ᴀ ᴀᴍʙᴇʀ.
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