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Tori didn’t knew what he was touching or where even his body was, around the never ending darkness he was now. Could hear the annoyed groan from BIllie at his side, holding harder his shoulder to get up. Taking a few seconds to touch inside his coat, he realized it was completely empty, with no arrows, seeds or tools whatsoever. —Billie? Where’s the others? -he asked, trying to keep his balance and don’t trip in that void. —I don’t know, alright? There’s no signal from Mao nor that…-
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The stunning cold of the less pleasing mornings used to bother Tori in unpredictable times, this one being clearer and more intense in his memory. The horror of the past, like that disturbed host, the bright purple eye in that cave. Had in his ethereal hands an artifact, unable to be forgotten. A bottle, with a ring shape and colors too faded to be distinguished from the total darkness surrounding them. No voices were there to help him know if that was a memory, dream or a future sight; although the…
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The season’s winters were harsh, wilder than the ones registered in the last times. Sun and moon were covered by a thin yet ambiguous mist, powdered with snow beyond the horizon. Even the cold weather’s lovers had some mild discomfort when leaving their shacks, which also brought the fire Pokémon of the whole region more trouble than ever. As most of Geniamau inhabitants locked themselves in their warm homes and hoping to share a mug of a hot beverage or stories that tightened their bonds, some…
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Although Uncle Zam’s reply had been immediate, Rowlet’s answers to what he got took a few long hours, enough for him to get lost in such doldrums. There were a few journals at the waiting room for anyone that had to wait until the guild could pick them, but it was too close to his old world for him to even get interested in. Besides being a shock having things swapped by Pokémon. Creatures came and went, offering packed food for the workers inside and even asking Zam for common locations and…
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Loud thuds came from the room’s door, thundering inside the green room, filled with vines that kept Rowlet comfortable, despite all the noise. Almost got into a deeper sleep, haunted by indescribable visions and memories. Could he call these things memories? When the abstract and relaxing slumber was about to get into his mind for a brief moment, he was woken up by these stubborn knocks. —Tori! Come on, wake up! -said that cheerful and familiar voice. Still tired and obviously unprepared for…
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The bricks shaped a confusing and meandering path like a rope, with curves, zig-zags and detours everywhere from a circle with a pole in the middle. It had illegible signs from his height and distance, after all, the Rowlet was still being carried over the Scorbunny’s head, in a rush. —Ouch! -he complains with every branch that hit his face while Fir was free from any obstacles. —Hold on, it’s not my fault if you are that easy to carry! -shouted back. Too frustrated to reply to that…
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It was hardly known if that group barely knew which path to take. In such a treacherous and unpredictable ambient, the lack of sight could take to horrendous places. Because of that, the exploration leader has been chosen with no second thoughts, with his blazes sparkling jauntily from his wrists. —Hey! Are you blind or what? You just have to follow me, alright? For the fifth time! -that restive Blaziken complained, already having enough of being the group’s lamp. —If you keep screaming,…
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