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โ™€ ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž
โ™€ ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ง ๐ฑ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ (๐๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž: ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ž) ๐ฑ ๐๐ซ๐š๐๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐š๐๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ฐ
โ™€ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐ญ. ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ--๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–+. ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ง ๐Ÿ–๐ŸŽ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐›๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ž, ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ž. ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก. ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐. ๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ. ๐จ๐ก, ๐ ๐จ๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ! ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ--๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ. ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ž๐ญ๐œ. ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ค!
โ™€ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ™€ ๐ฅ๐ข๐›๐ซ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐  โ™€ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐จ๐š๐ซ๐ โ™€ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐Ž๐Ÿ‘ โ™€ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ง ๐’๐ฉ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ฒ
๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ๐†๐š๐ณ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐ญ๐ก, ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•
๐‡๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐Ž๐‘ ๐€๐“ ๐‚๐€๐Œ๐ ๐€๐‘๐‚๐€๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€; ๐๐ˆ๐๐„ ๐ƒ๐„๐€๐ƒ, ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐๐€๐ƒ๐‹๐˜ ๐–๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ๐„๐ƒ
๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐€๐ซ๐œ๐š๐๐ข๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐ญ๐ก, ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ• ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ง๐ž ๐†๐จ๐๐๐š๐ซ๐ ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ [๐‚๐˜๐๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐€ ๐‡๐„๐’๐๐Ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐–๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐ˆ๐€๐Œ ๐๐‘๐€๐๐ƒ๐“ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘, ๐“๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐€๐’ ๐‰๐Ž๐‡๐๐’๐Ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ, ๐Œ๐€๐‘๐‚๐”๐’ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐–๐˜๐ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘, ๐๐‘๐”๐‚๐„ ๐†๐„๐Ž๐‘๐†๐„ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐‚๐‘๐€๐ˆ๐† ๐‡๐€๐๐๐ˆ๐“๐˜ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ] ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž [๐ƒ๐Ž๐๐๐€ ๐€๐๐๐Ž๐“๐“ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ] ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐›๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฑ. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ž, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐›๐š๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐.
๐€๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ [๐ƒ๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐„๐ ๐†๐–๐˜๐€๐‘ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ], ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ค, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค. ๐†๐ฐ๐ฒ๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐†๐ฐ๐ฒ๐š๐ซ.
โ€œ๐ˆโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ [๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ซ] ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ--๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ--๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. ๐†๐ฐ๐ฒ๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก--๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง,โ€ ๐†๐จ๐๐๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ. โ€œ๐‡๐ž ๐๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ. ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐ข๐š๐œ๐š๐ฅ. ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ.โ€
๐€๐ฅ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐†๐จ๐๐๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž, ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ๐†๐š๐ณ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ง๐.
โ€œ๐–๐žโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ง. ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐–๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž,โ€ ๐‚๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐€๐ซ๐œ๐š๐๐ข๐š ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐š ๐Š๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ. โ€œ๐–๐ž ๐œ๐š๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ. ๐–๐ž ๐œ๐š๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒโ€™๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž. ๐–๐žโ€™๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ.โ€
๐€๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐จ๐๐š๐ฒ, ๐‚๐š๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐€๐ซ๐œ๐š๐๐ข๐š ๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฅ๐ž.
๐ˆ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ž๐ง ๐†๐ฐ๐ฒ๐š๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ฎ๐›๐›๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐ข๐š๐œ.
โ€œ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ,โ€ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐‡๐ž๐ซ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ญ ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ž. โ€œ๐ˆ๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐--๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ข๐š๐œ๐š๐ฅ. ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐๐ฌ? ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐š๐ข๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ง. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ข๐งโ€™๐ญ. ๐€๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐Ž๐š๐ค๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐, ๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ž๐ง ๐†๐ฐ๐ฒ๐š๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ.โ€
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So.
Jazz, Danny, and Elle move to Gotham for school. Jazz and Danny both at Gotham University while Elle decides she wants to go to high school.
Elle meets Damian and Jon and they just click. Flash forward a little and Elle is kinda crushing on Damian and Damian is trying to figure out what these feelings are toward his new friend.
The teen awkwardness is peak and the opportunity for cringe is plentiful.
Insert familiesโ€™ perspective here.
The Bats are suspicious why Damian is coming home late from school sometimes and why heโ€™s acting weird. Itโ€™s Dick that gets it out of him first of course and encourages him to bring Elle over sometimes instead of always going over to her apartment. Just-
โ€œFather, may I bring someone over after school?โ€
โ€œDamian, you donโ€™t have to ask if Jon can come over.โ€
โ€œHeโ€™ll be coming as well.โ€
Bruce actually looking up from whatever he was working on.
โ€œYouโ€™ve made a new friend? Someone other than Jon?โ€
โ€œThat is correct.โ€
โ€œWho is it?โ€ Bruce asks after some silence.
โ€œHer name is Elle Nightingale. She is in three of my classes.โ€
Bruce blinks.
โ€œโ€˜Sheโ€™?โ€
โ€œYes. Elle is a girl, obviously. I didnโ€™t realize you were going senile in your old age.โ€
Cue mass teasing from all of his siblings and even from Bruce about having a crush, especially when they see how he acts around her when she visits with Jon.
They predictably will do a background check on the girl and her family, immediately raising questions. Why was she homeschooled before 10th grade? Why does the eldest sister have custody? Why did they change their last name and move halfway across the country?
Then there are the Nightingales.
When Jazz easily sees the little blushes and the side-eyed glances, she sits Elle down for The Talk much to the horror of the teenager. Other than some supervision, she just gives them small encouraging smiles every once in a while, making them blush even more.
Danny on the other hand is between teasing his little sister and laughing at the young love, and going into protective brother mode and giving Damian subtle threats if he ever hurts his baby sister. Heโ€™s actually pretty okay with Damian (the kid seems too old fashioned to pressure Elle anyway) and they surprisingly bond over the most random things like dogs, finding new vegetarian recipes, and different mechanics or weapons Danny tinkers with in his free time.
I just think it would be super cute and funny. Especially when the families meet and itโ€™s kinda chaos.
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With the release of Chapter 11 on CN, I need to mull over the new information revealed about Shining (AND Nightingale) and thus make any connections to the wild speculation I had after Shiningโ€™s module. I know several of my speculations have been debunked with this. My thoughts and observations are all over the place, I apologize. Spoilers ahead.
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(From left to right: Salus, Confessarius, Shining)
To start off, the woman on the left is a relative of both Shining and Confessarius, most likely a cousin, or someone distant. She calls them family, and belongs to the sameย โ€œclanโ€, but I donโ€™t think sheโ€™s a particularly close relative, if only because she looks way different and Shiningโ€™s module put emphasis on a bloodlineโ€™s purity, to the point where even her parents looked similar to each other. (Creepy implications? Yes). As we have learned, Confessors are not just an occupation, but an ancient subrace of Sarkaz.
I was wrong about the inherent Arts of Confessors being necromancy, it seems like their true ability is being able to draw out memories from the previously-established Sarkaz Collective Consciousness, and transfer them into a body, to โ€œrecreateโ€ an individual.ย 
Anyway, the BIGGEST bombshell that was dropped in regards to these characters is that Nightingale was indeed confirmed to be an experiment.ย 
Salus: By the way, Shining, the subject that you took away... Well, what was her name again? Lisa... or was it Liz? Is she okay?
Shining: ... Liz is fine.
Salus: Is her Oripathy getting worse? She has a very special body, you know, even that... that... medical organization you found, even with Lord Kal'tsit around, they may not really be able to help her. It's great that she's back in Londinium now though, your lab is still here, you can bring her back anytime...
Shining: ...
An experiment for what? Itโ€™s not entirely clear, but the prevailing theories are either:
1) to bring people back to life. Specifically: to transfer someoneโ€™s memories into another body. Even more specific: transferring Theresaโ€™s memories. Nightingale is aย โ€œprototypeโ€ of the resurrected Theresa.
Or 2) to transfer the power of the Lord of Fiends into a body. Because Theresa chose Amiya as her heir.
If Liz was meant to have Theresaโ€™s memories, even as a test run, that explains why she was able to recognize Doctor despite never having met them before, as well as her saying that Amiya gives her deja vu!
I had previously assumed that Lizโ€™s unexplained familiarity with them was due to the Sarkaz Collective Memory. A sort of... in-universe Cloud, that gets added to whenever a Sarkaz dies and other living Sarkaz are able to unknowingly access it to varying degrees, thereby possessing memories that arenโ€™t necessarily their own (see Surtr). But I think... collective memory wouldnโ€™t have worked... if Liz was already dead.
Itโ€™s currently not clear whether Liz was still alive or already a corpse before experimentation. She is very sickly, so it wouldnโ€™t come as a surprise if she did end up dying in the process. Remember that Oripathy is not the sole cause for her current frail state.
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As for what I think between the two possibilities? I think the Confessors forcibly injected Originium into Liz in order to try and transplant Theresaโ€™s memories into her. According to the info we learned from Ptilopsis, Originium is capable of storing information.
Itโ€™s possible that Lizโ€™s amnesia is because she is basically a reanimated corpse, or her mind got messed up somewhere during the transfer. Herย Oripathy is getting worse, her body is deteriorating, falling apart (literally?).
Confessarius: Is the food not to your taste, my dear sister?
Salus: Don't be so silent, you finally came home, do you really want to be so indifferent? Salus: If this is because of what happened to Liz... I apologize. But you should know that Liz is not an ordinary infected person. Salus: Besides, from whom did her suffering and consciousness come from?And from whom did her pain and memory come from? When she recalls these things, will you still be able to get along with her? Salus: She's not our family after all, you want toโ€”
Shining: She is my family.
Salus: ... oh... Salus: But... but if you don't come back to us, she will become an empty shell sooner or later. Don't forget why she was made the way she is. Salus: If you truly value her that much, then I sincerely hope that her end will not be too tragic. Come back, okay? Salus: You will not fail to understand.
Shining: ...
However, the Confessors say that the result wound up being flawed, imperfect. Lizโ€™s original mind is still somewhere, possibly locked away, as written in her profile? She has some vestiges of Theresaโ€™s memories, but isnโ€™t wholly Theresa, like what her captors wanted her to be. Liz was an experiment on how to get a dead personโ€™s memory (and remove emotion associated with it)
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While Salus was trying to convince Shining to return to them, Confessarius adds that Lizโ€™s body isย โ€œan archaic cage. If necessary, we can weave a new oneโ€. Shining, of course, is having NONE of it. She will not put Liz through that again.
Whatโ€™s also interesting is that both Confessarius and Salus remark on how long Confessors have been around; according to them, itโ€™s thousands of years. And in those years, Confessors have been misunderstood in more ways than one. This could be a reference as to how resurrection is seen as heretical or sacrilegious in Sarkaz culture, because death is the final peace which must not ever be disturbed.
Moreover, going back on bloodlines, Salusโ€™s own experiments have her trying and failing to separate emotions from memory during a transfer. Whatever progress she makes, it doesnโ€™t last long until the memory itself vanishes. Presumably this is because her lineage isnโ€™t as pure, whereas Shining and Confessarius are able to capture whole โ€œmomentsโ€ of memory from the collective Sarkaz consciousness.
Salus goes on to describe howย โ€œnone of [Theresa and Theresis]โ€™s ancestors have even been noticed by Confessors, and we have never collected their bloodline memories. Even if The Lord of Fiends had chosen the sister, it would not prove her brother.โ€ย 
This makes me wonder if the Confessors had also acted as Kazdelโ€™s recordkeepers, or some sort of archivists.
The leader of the Confessors wordlessly sipped his wine.
Shining could feel that Salus had activated a spell. She can draw her sword and leave, it can be done, but then what? Will this really find her a way to save Liz? Confessarius: Shining. I allow you to act alone. I allow you not to come back to me for a while. But... don't interfere with the Regent's plans. Don't interfere with the Sarkaz's journey to our long-awaited future.
Confessarius: Shining. My sister. No one, no matter how much they spurn their bloodline and long to be free of those shackles, can ever truly deny it. There is no point in denying the Divine Right of this gift of blood.
Shining: I thought you already knew. You can't make everything happen the way you want it to... Patriarch.
Lastly SHINING JOINS THE BATTLEFIELD IN AN OFFENSIVE ROLE MEANING SHINING ALT WHEN
Confessor Guard: You still came to this battlefield. Once again you have disobeyed the will of the leader. Shining: If my actions are still subject to his control, wouldn't my departure be meaningless? Confessor Guard: You hate the leader so much? Shining: ... ...no. It was never him that I hated. I hate myself.
The mask on the guard's face cracked, and the Confessorโ€™s scabbard reflected his expression before he fell. Shining stared at him, her eyes both calm and sad. Once again, the last flash of the fire of a creature--stained her sword forever.
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