Hunter’s Journey

Chapter 48

Hunter’s Journey

Somewhere that’s not here. It seems there is another world. A machine that offers a glimpse into that other world has been given to me by a deceased friend. When I turned it on and caught a glimpse of the other world, I saw the figure of a grown-up boy. His name seems to be Daryl. I decided to just take a look at the boy. I wonder what kind of story he will show us. I would like to write this as a rewrite of my masterpiece, The Traveler. When I say I think, I mean I plan, but the plans are not yet decided. So, I wonder what kind of story it will be.

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ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮘᮟᮜᮕ ᮟᮢᮔᮕᮑᮜ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮘᮙᮓᮛᮕᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮑᮥᮢᮑᮞᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮑᮖᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮢᮢᮙᮦᮕ ᮘᮟᮝᮕᮼ ᯝᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮔᮢᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮕᮞᮕᮢᮗᮩᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮩ ᮘᮟᮝᮕ ᮒᮩ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗᮺ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮘᮕᮜᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮢᮝᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮼᮼᮼ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮓᮟᮞᮞᮕᮓᮤᮕᮔᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮤᮥᮞᮑᮤᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮺ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮔᮑᮧᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔᮼ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮘᮙᮓᮛᮕᮞ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮑᮥᮢᮑᮞᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮧᮞᮕᮢ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮙᮞᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮢᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮟᮟᮞ ᮑᮣ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ ᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮟᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮟᮜᮦᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮞᮟᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮕᮞᮕᮔᮼ

ᯏᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮗᮟᮜᮔᮕᮞᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮗᮥᮩᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮥᮕᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮔ ᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮤᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮤᮟᮟᮼ ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮧᮕᮢᮕᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮠᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮕᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮜᮔᮕᮞᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮒᮢᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮛᮙᮞᮔᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮼ ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮖᮥᮜ ᮑᮤ ᮑᮜᮜᮼ ᯗᮖ ᯗ ᮝᮕᮕᮤ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮗᮢᮕᮕᮤ ᮘᮙᮝᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮕᮞᮔᮼ

ᯜᮟᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮩᮟᮥᮞᮗᮕᮢ ᮒᮢᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮥᮕᮻᮘᮑᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮕᮼ

“ᯖᮑᮑᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮜᮜᮑᮠᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮥᮞᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮑᮢᮢᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮟᮝᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮛᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮢᮑᮞᮛ ᮒᮑᮢᮜᮕᮩ ᮤᮕᮑ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮕᮜᮜᮩᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮥᮝᮝᮙᮞᮗᮼᮼᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮝᮕᮑᮞ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮗᮟᮟᮔᮼ

ᯛᮩ ᮠᮥᮣᮣᮩ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮓᮟᮢᮢᮙᮗᮙᮒᮜᮕᮼ ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮤᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮛᮞᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗᯍ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮢᮙᮔᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣᮼ ᯑᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮧᮞᮕᮢᮣᮘᮙᮠ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮥᮣᮣᮩ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮑᮞᮣᮖᮕᮢᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗᯍ

“ᯜᮟ ᮧᮑᮩᮼᮼᮼ”

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮕᮞᮤ ᮣᮘᮙᮦᮕᮢᮣ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮠᮙᮞᮕᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕᯍ ᯗᮞ ᮖᮑᮓᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮙᮣ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠᯉ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮞᮑᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮕᮑᮤ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮙᮗᮞᮟᮢᮕᮣ ᮠᮘᮩᮣᮙᮓᮑᮜ ᮜᮑᮧᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮤᯍ

ᯗ ᮓᮥᮢᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮢᮑᮥᮔᮥᮜᮕᮞᮤ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮜᮑᮩ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮔᮼ ᯛᮩ ᮔᮥᮢᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮔᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮜ ᮣᮤᮑᮤᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮤᮟ ᮞᮟᮢᮝᮑᮜᮼ ᯏᮞᮔᮺ ᮧᮕᮜᮜᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮜᮙᮞᮗᮕᮢᮕᮔᮼᮼᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮙᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮡᮥᮙᮓᮛᮜᮩ ᮠᮥᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮼ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮘᮙᮞᯍ ᯑᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮕᮤ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᯍ

“ᯜᮟᮺ ᮔᮑᮝᮞ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮞᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤᮜᮕᮔ ᮟᮞᮓᮕ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮼ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮝ ᯗ ᮑᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᯍ

“ᮅᮗᮘᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮖᮥᮞᮞᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮣᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮝᮑᮞᮩ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣ ᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮣᮥᮓᮛᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮔᮙᮓᮛ ᮟᮢ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮖᮥᮓᮛᮕᮔ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜᮼᮼᮼ

“ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮗᮟ ᮟᮞ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮩ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮤ ᮥᮠ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮕᮗᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᮼ ᯗ ᮜᮑᮝᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮕᮗᮣ ᮑᮠᮑᮢᮤᮼ

ᯏ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮙᮤᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮜᮕᮗᮣ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮠᮑᮢᮤᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮞᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗᮤ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮣ ᮑᮧᮛᮧᮑᮢᮔᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮘᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮑᮧᮛᮧᮑᮢᮔᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮕᮗᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮕᮝᮥᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮓᮜᮑᮣᮠ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮼ ᯗᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮟᮢᮝᮟᮞᮕᮣᯍ ᯝᮢ ᮓᮘᮑᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮢᮢᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮢᮟᮗᮕᯍ

“ᮅᮗᮘᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮣᮡᮥᮕᮕ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮘᮥᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮜᮕᮗᮣᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮧᮙᮔᮕᮼ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮻᮧᮙᮔᮤᮘ ᮑᮠᮑᮢᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᮃᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮞᮑᮢᮢᮟᮧᮕᮢ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕ ᮧᮙᮔᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮞ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮼ

ᮼᮼᮼᯔᮢᮟᮝ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮙᮞᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼ ᯗᮖ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤᮺ ᯗ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮼᮼᮼ

ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮕᮞᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮥᮠ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮑᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮑᮞᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮩ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮖᮖᮕᮢ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮡᮥᮙᮤᮕ ᮑ ᮔᮙᮖᮖᮙᮓᮥᮜᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ ᮄᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤ ᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑ ᮘᮩᮠᮕᮢᮒᮟᮜᮙᮓ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮓᮘᮑᮝᮒᮕᮢ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ᮵ᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼ

“ᯖᮑᮑᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮠᮠᮜᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮞᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ ᯜᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮣᮛᮙᮞᮓᮑᮢᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮢᮤᮑᮞᮤᮼ ᯔᮟᮜᮜᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᯗ ᮑᮠᮠᮜᮙᮕᮔ ᮒᮑᮣᮙᮓ ᮓᮟᮣᮝᮕᮤᮙᮓᮣᮺ ᮤᮙᮔᮙᮕᮔ ᮥᮠ ᮒᮢᮙᮕᮖᮜᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮤᮙᮓᮛᮼ ᯏ ᮣᮥᮒᮤᮜᮕᮺ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮓᮟᮜᮟᮢᮼ ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮢᮩᮣᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮕᮞᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮕᮑᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮩ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮥᮠᮼ ᯝᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮤᮤᮩ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮙᮤᮼ

“ᯖᮝᮝᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮙᮢᮢᮟᮢᮺ ᮒᮢᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮑᮙᮢ ᮑ ᮖᮕᮧ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮥᮠᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮑᮣ ᯗ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮤᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮔᮺ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮼ

ᮇᮘᮩ ᮔᮙᮔ ᯗ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮥᮠᯍ

ᮼᮼᮼᯗ᮵ᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮑᮓᮓᮥᮣᮤᮟᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮢᮙᮝᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞᮼ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮝᮕᮝᮟᮢᮙᮕᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᯗ ᮗᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑ ᮗᮟᮟᮔ ᮑᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩᮼ ᮂᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮙᮞ ᮓᮥᮜᮠᮢᮙᮤ ᮗᮢᮑᮔᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮖᮕᮝᮙᮞᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮙᮠᮕ ᮟᮖᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮥᮠᮼᮼᮼ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮧᮑᮣᮤᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮟᮞᮼ

ᮂᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮣᮺ ᮙᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮕᮑᮢ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮥᮠᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮣᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮑᮢ ᮤᮑᮜᮛ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮵ᮔᮕᮻᮓᮟᮢᮣᮕᮤᮙᮞᮗ᮵ ᮟᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮕᮦᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᮄᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮺ ᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮠᮢᮕᮤᮤᮩ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮑᮛᮕᮥᮠᮼ

ᯗ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮥᮠᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮥᮣᮕᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮣᮼ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮑ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕᮺ ᮉᮟᮥᮄᮥᮒᮕᮺ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮞᮕᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮣ ᯗ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮠᮑᮣᮤ ᮜᮙᮖᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮜᮑᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮧᮘᮩᮼ ᯗᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮟᮢᮝᮟᮞᮕᮣᯍ

“ᯖᮑᮑᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮔᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮟᮟᮼ ᯏ ᮧᮙᮓᮛᮕᮔ ᮠᮜᮑᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮟᮒᮒᮙᮕᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮣᮤᮥᮢᮒᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮤᮥᮢᮞ ᮝᮕ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮦᮥᮜᮗᮑᮢ ᮧᮟᮝᮑᮞ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮖᮥᮓᮛᮣ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮝᮑᮛᮕ ᮝᮕ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞᮑᮜ ᮓᮥᮝ ᮔᮥᮝᮠᮼᮼᮼ

ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮟᮢᮢᮙᮒᮜᮕᮼᮼᮼ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟᮤᯍ

ᯗᮖ ᮞᮟᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮝᮙᮞᮔᮼ

ᯏᮞᮩᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮜᮕᮝ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮑᮣᮤᮥᮢᮒᮑᮤᮕᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮟᮒᮦᮙᮟᮥᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᯗ ᮜᮕᮖᮤ ᮘᮟᮝᮕ ᮩᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮔᮑᮩ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮑᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮝᮕᮤ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮖᮥᮓᮛᮕᮔ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮞᮗᮤᮘ ᮔᮢᮑᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮝᮩ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ

ᯗ ᮠᮢᮟᮒᮑᮒᮜᮩ ᮧᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮝᮙᮜᮑᮢ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮩᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᯗᯍ ᮄᮟ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮥᮢᮗᮕᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮕᮨᮕᮢᮓᮙᮣᮕ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮑᮣᮤᮥᮢᮒᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮥᮜᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮼᮼᮼ

“ᯗᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮢᮟᮗᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮜᮔᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯗ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮙᮖ ᯗ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮣᮟᮢᮤᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮕᮧᮔ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮗᮢᮕᮕᮤ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮣᮓᮑᮢᮩᮼ ᯗ᮵ᮝ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮣᮓᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮟ ᮟᮥᮤᮣᮙᮔᮕᮼᮼᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮧᮘᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮕᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮟᮢᮝᮟᮞᮕᮣ ᮟᮢ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣᮺ ᮑᮜᮜ ᯗ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮔᮟ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮟᮝᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮝᮑᮣᮤᮥᮢᮒᮑᮤᮕᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮉᮟᮥᮄᮥᮒᮕᮺ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮘᮟᮧ ᯗ ᮑᮥᮤᮟᮝᮑᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮠᮟᮢᮞ ᮣᮙᮤᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮜᮑᮩ ᮟᮞᮜᮙᮞᮕ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮣᮺ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ ᯛᮕᮑᮞᮧᮘᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᮦᮑᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮣᮕᮨ ᮤᮟᮩᮣ ᮠᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮢᮞᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮓᮑᮤᮓᮘ ᮝᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯜᮟᮺ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮞᮟᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᯏᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮣᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮟᮠ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮔᮕᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮩ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮒᮟᮔᮩᮼ ᯗᮖ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮠᮢᮕᮝᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮠᮥᮣᮣᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮜᮜ ᮒᮕ ᮞᮟ ᮧᮑᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮟᮠ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᯗ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮔ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮔᮕᮓᮙᮔᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮜᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮟᮼ

ᮼᮼᮼᮃᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᯍ

ᯏᮜᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮧᮕᮕᮛᮣ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮔᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮝᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮛᮞᮟᮧ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮕᮔᮺ ᮝᮩ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮺ ᮑ ᮛᮙᮤᮓᮘᮕᮞᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮒᮑᮤᮘᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼᮼᮼ

ᮃᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᯗ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮟᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕ ᮜᮑᮩᮟᮥᮤᯍ ᯛᮑᮩᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮢᮟᮗᮕ ᮓᮘᮑᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮢ᮵ᮣ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮕᮨᮙᮣᮤᮺ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᯍ

ᯔᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞᮺ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮜᮩ ᮣᮕᮑᮢᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔᮼᮼᮼ

“ᯓᮕᮛᮼ”

ᯗ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮙᮤᮼ ᯏ ᮣᮕᮓᮢᮕᮤ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼ

“ᯝᮘᮺ ᮔᮑᮝᮞ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮧᮑᮙᮤ ᮑ ᮝᮙᮞᮥᮤᮕᮼ ᯑᮑᮞ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮗᮟ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼᯍ”

ᯏ ᮠᮑᮢᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮧᮑᮜᮜ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮞᮗᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮢᮟᮟᮝ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮔᮟᮟᮢ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮕᮨᮑᮓᮤᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮟᮟᮢᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮜᮟᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮣᮙᮝᮙᮜᮑᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮩ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼ ᯘᮥᮣᮤ ᮑᮞ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼ

“ᮇᮘᮑᮤᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼᮼᮼ”

ᮼᮼᮼᯖᮟᮞᮕᮣᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮔᮑᮝᮞ ᮣᮓᮑᮢᮩᮼ ᯒᮟᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮣᮕ ᮛᮙᮞᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮥᮢᮔᮕᮢᮕᮢᮣ ᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᯍ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮕᮞᮢᮕ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮑ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮼ ᯛᮑᮩᮒᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ᮵ᮣ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮞᮣᮤᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼᮼᮼ

ᯗ ᮓᮑᮥᮤᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮕᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮼ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩ ᮑ ᮤᮘᮢᮙᮜᮜᮕᮢᯍ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮤᮕ ᮤᮘᮢᮙᮜᮜᮕᮢᮣᮼᮼᮼ

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮣᮛ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮟᮟᮝᮺ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᯗ ᮓᮑᮢᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮕᮨᮑᮝᮙᮞᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮗᮞ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮵ᯖᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᯏᮠᮠ᮵ᮼᮼᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼᯖᮥᮘᯍ”

ᯗᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮗᮑᮝᮕᮺ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮙᮣ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮑᮗᮟᮞᮙᮣᮤᮼ ᯑᮟᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮗᮑᮝᮕ ᮙᮣ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮜᮕᮻᮟᮢᮙᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮕᮢᮟᮗᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜᮼ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮞᮡᮥᮕᮢᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮓᮘᮑᮢᮑᮓᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮑᮗᮟᮞᮙᮣᮤ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮘᮕᮢᮟᮙᮞᮕᯍ

ᯝᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮺ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮓᮟᮞᮔ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮠᮜᮑᮩ ᮑᮣ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮩᮥᮢᮙ ᮝᮟᮔᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮝᮕ ᮗᮟᮕᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮢᮟᮙᮞᮕᮣᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮣᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮢᮟᮙᮞᮕᮣ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮑᮗᮟᮞᮙᮣᮤᮣᮼ

ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮓᮑᮣᮕᮼ ᮀᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮠᮜᮑᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮗᮑᮝᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮵ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮑᮗᮟᮞᮙᮣᮤ᮵ᮼ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᯍ ᯗᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮟᮒᮤᮑᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠᮼ

ᯛᮟᮢᮕ ᮠᮢᮕᮓᮙᮣᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣ ᮑᮠᮠ ᮙᮣ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕᮺ ᮵ᮇᮘᮩ ᮟᮞ ᮕᮑᮢᮤᮘᯍ᮵ᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮦᮕᮜᮟᮠᮕᮢᮣ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮕᮞᮚᮟᮩ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᮇᮕᮜᮜᮺ ᮑᮞᮩᮧᮑᮩᮼ ᮀᮕᮟᮠᮜᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮔᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮢᮕᮦᮕᮢᮣᮕ ᮢᮑᮠᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮝᮟᮔᮕ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮦᮑᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮛᮙᮞᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮛᮞᮕᮧ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮣᮥᮢᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮙᮔᮔᮕᮞ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕ ᮙᮞ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ᮵ᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕᮣ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮜᮟᮓᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ

ᮃᮟ ᮙᮤ᮵ᮣ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮕᮑᮣᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮖᮙᮞᮔᮼ ᯔᮥᮢᮤᮘᮕᮢᮝᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮕᮓᮥᮢᮙᮤᮩ ᮠᮢᮟᮗᮢᮑᮝᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮥᮓᮘᮺ ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮙᮣ ᮖᮑᮛᮕᮼ ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮑᮛᮕ ᮟᮞᮕᮺ ᮩᮟᮥ᮵ᮢᮕ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔᮜᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮗᮕᮤᮣ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮤᮙ᮪ᮕᮔᮼᮼᮼ

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ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮑᮛᮕ ᮟᮞᮕᮼ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮒᮑᮔ ᮜᮥᮓᮛᮺ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮙᮓᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮥᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮿᮽᯀ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

ᯏᮞᮩᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮟᮟᮞ ᮑᮣ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮤᮟᮥᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮑᮢᮤᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮖᮕᮜᮜ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮣᮙᮣᮼ ᯘᮥᮞᮗ ᮄᮑᮕᮩᮑᮞᮗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮦᮟᮧᮕᮔ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮤᮙ᮪ᮕ ᯚᮕᮕ ᮃᮕ ᯐᮙᮞ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮩᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮤᮟᮠ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮤᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖᮼ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮕ ᮔᮟᯍ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮕᮤ ᮘᮩᮠᮞᮟᮤᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖᮼ

“ᯖᮥᮘᮼᮼᮼᯍ”

Hunter’s Journey

Somewhere that’s not here. It seems there is another world. A machine that offers a glimpse into that other world has been given to me by a deceased friend. When I turned it on and caught a glimpse of the other world, I saw the figure of a grown-up boy. His name seems to be Daryl. I decided to just take a look at the boy. I wonder what kind of story he will show us. I would like to write this as a rewrite of my masterpiece, The Traveler. When I say I think, I mean I plan, but the plans are not yet decided. So, I wonder what kind of story it will be.

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