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Romulan-Bajoran hybrid
Commander 𝐴𝑅𝑅 𝘍𝘷𝘪𝘪𝘹
MDNI
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Romulan-Bajoran hybrid
Commander 𝐴𝑅𝑅 𝘍𝘷𝘪𝘪𝘹
MDNI
IDIC
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𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡.
November 11, 2025 at 2:24 AM
𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡.
𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑦.
𝐻𝑒'𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑.
𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠-
𝐻𝑒'𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑.
𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠-
November 10, 2025 at 2:04 AM
𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑦.
𝐻𝑒'𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑.
𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠-
𝐻𝑒'𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐿𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑣𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑.
𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑘𝑠-
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑧𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.
November 10, 2025 at 1:20 AM
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑧𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 @crownzara.bsky.social 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑦
November 8, 2025 at 4:14 AM
𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 @crownzara.bsky.social 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑏𝑦
𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐵𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑎
November 8, 2025 at 1:48 AM
𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐵𝑜𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑎
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠, 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦.
𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒.
November 7, 2025 at 8:31 PM
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠, 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦.
𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑗𝑎𝑐𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑠, 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑦. 𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑡.
𝐻𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑒.
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ @zorvaanade.bsky.social
"I always hear that a ship's heart is the singularity, if that is true then I believe this is the ship's soul."
𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛, 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒-
"I always hear that a ship's heart is the singularity, if that is true then I believe this is the ship's soul."
𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛, 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒-
November 7, 2025 at 12:07 AM
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ @zorvaanade.bsky.social
"I always hear that a ship's heart is the singularity, if that is true then I believe this is the ship's soul."
𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛, 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒-
"I always hear that a ship's heart is the singularity, if that is true then I believe this is the ship's soul."
𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑎𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛, 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 ℎ𝑢𝑔𝑒-
𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒, ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑠𝑒.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
November 6, 2025 at 1:19 AM
𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒, ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑠𝑒.
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
𝑆𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑢𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑘, 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑘'𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟
November 5, 2025 at 11:21 PM
𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑄𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑘'𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑠. 𝐻𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟
𝑆ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑, 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑧𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑎.
"𝐽𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑢!" ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑-
"𝐽𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑢!" ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑-
November 5, 2025 at 6:16 PM
𝑆ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚, ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑, 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑧𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑎.
"𝐽𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑢!" ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑-
"𝐽𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑢!" ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑-
𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡: 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑝𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠.
𝐻𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑-
𝐻𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑-
November 5, 2025 at 5:08 AM
𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑎𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡: 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑟𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑝𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑠.
𝐻𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑-
𝐻𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑-
𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑓, ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑟𝑒'𝑘ℎ𝑢𝑢𝑟'𝑠 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
November 4, 2025 at 3:52 PM
𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑓, ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑟𝑒'𝑘ℎ𝑢𝑢𝑟'𝑠 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒.
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒-
// I am 100% sure that plenty of Vulcans actually slipped away to join Romulan worlds and live as their cousins do, and they would have been welcomed if they conformed within Romulan society.
November 4, 2025 at 1:38 AM
// I am 100% sure that plenty of Vulcans actually slipped away to join Romulan worlds and live as their cousins do, and they would have been welcomed if they conformed within Romulan society.
𝐸𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑎'ℎ𝑟ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑎𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑐, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛.
November 3, 2025 at 4:02 AM
𝐸𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑎'ℎ𝑟ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑎𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑐, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛.
𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝘍𝘷𝘪𝘪𝘹 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 5 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝐷𝑆9, 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑚ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑖𝑛-
November 2, 2025 at 8:25 PM
𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝘍𝘷𝘪𝘪𝘹 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 5 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝐷𝑆9, 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑚ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑖𝑛-
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November 1, 2025 at 12:12 AM
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October 29, 2025 at 9:11 PM
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𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝. 𝐽𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒.
𝐴 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑝, ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛'ℎℎ𝑢𝑖 𝑓𝑣𝑢𝑑𝑡ℎ. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝-
𝐴 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑝, ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛'ℎℎ𝑢𝑖 𝑓𝑣𝑢𝑑𝑡ℎ. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝-
October 25, 2025 at 1:21 AM
𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝. 𝐽𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒.
𝐴 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑝, ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛'ℎℎ𝑢𝑖 𝑓𝑣𝑢𝑑𝑡ℎ. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝-
𝐴 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑢𝑝, ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛'ℎℎ𝑢𝑖 𝑓𝑣𝑢𝑑𝑡ℎ. 𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑝-
𝐷𝑜𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠.
October 21, 2025 at 4:26 AM
𝐷𝑜𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠.
"𝘙𝘪𝘢𝘯! 𝘙𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭!"
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.
"𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯! 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭! 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?!" 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺-
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.
"𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯! 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭! 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?!" 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺-
October 15, 2025 at 12:13 AM
"𝘙𝘪𝘢𝘯! 𝘙𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭!"
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.
"𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯! 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭! 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?!" 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺-
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.
"𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯! 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘭! 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?!" 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘺-
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴."
𝘑æ𝘻𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘧.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 -
𝘑æ𝘻𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘧.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 -
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"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴."
𝘑æ𝘻𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘧.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 -
𝘑æ𝘻𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘧.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘳𝘦'𝘬𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 -
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