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How Fuyu Was SlainStory 3: How Fuyu Was SlainHow Fuyu Was Slain by LightningTopaz
"In a certain land, the people lived in fear because of a Braviary that would fly over the mountains every winter." Teresa began. "It showed no mercy to wild Pokemon or domestic Pokemon, and many feared their Pokemon would be prey for him. Eventually the people named the Braviary Fuyu, because of his appearing in the winter."
Fearful whispers filled the air as the children speculated about what Fuyu was doing there to begin with. "But there was one man who genuinely cared for the mountain Pokemon--we'll call him Makoto, which means 'sincerity'" Teresa went on. "Every winter he kept watch for Fuyu, and managed to keep the mighty Braviary away by throwing rocks at it."
"One day, early in the spring, a girl named Hikari came to Makoto's house." she continued as some teachers quieted the chatter. "She told him she had lost her home and her family had fled because of Fuyu, and she was traveling to a safe place in search of a job. Makoto invited her inside, and al
An Encounter with GyaradosTale 214: An Encounter with Gyarados (Misty)An Encounter with Gyarados by LightningTopaz
"Long ago, during a time of peace in a far away land, many explorers journeyed in search of treasures." Misty begins. "Ship captains and sailors returned to their homeland with spices and jewels for the king. They brought stories, too, for the king loved stories of the world beyond his realm and the lessons they taught."
Ash smiles as Misty continues "So one day, a sailor came before the king and told him his tale..."
"Nice, a story in a story...." Brock grins.
"'I sailed from home on a great ship', he said. 'A hundred sailors rowed our ship. Each one was strong and brave, and we rowed for many days. We sailed across the eastern sea, and into the ocean beyond. All was well when suddenly a great storm blew up. The wind thrashed our ship, whipping us toward land, and waves broke over us. Terrified, I grabbed a piece of wood and threw it overboard, and then I threw myself over as well and held onto the wood for dear life. I prayed, and then wat
Friendship Takes FlightEpisode 6: Friendship Takes FlightFriendship Takes Flight by LightningTopaz
After bidding her bandmates goodbye the next morning, May led the way out of Petalburg, with Max walking beside her, and Ash and Brock not far behind. Max was still on a high from the previous night. "You guys played very well last night!"
"I know--I could see your lightstick standing out above all the others." May smiled.
"Enthusiasm like that is what keeps the band going." Brock explained. "If the fans are happy, that makes us want to write more music and play it."
I'm sure the drummer gets the best view of all those lightsticks. Zelda smiled.
Brock chuckled."You have not lived until you've seen a few thousand lightsticks bouncing in time to 'The Pyroar Sleeps Tonight'."
[Oh come on, Ash was having the most fun singing up there!] Starshine protested before singing Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-di-di-di-di-lee-um-bumba-way..., and swaying in time to a beat only she seemed to hear, albeit being flat and off key.
Everyone laughed at S
The Disguised Girl, part 1Tale 213: The Disguised Girl, part 1 (Brock)The Disguised Girl, part 1 by LightningTopaz
"Once upon a time, there lived in an old house by the shore of the sea, a widowed noble and his only child, a daughter named Isabel." Brock begins. "They were very poor in spite of their noble birth, so much so that one by one the fields and woods they once owned had been sold just to buy the basic necessities."
Melody gasps at this. "Knowing that once he died, Isabel would be all alone, her father brought her up like a boy." Brock explains. "She could ride a Rapidash as well as any man, she could swim as well a mermaid, and even outdo her father in both fencing...." He draws a prop sword for effect. "and archery." he continues, referring to the bow and quiver of arrows on his back as he sheathes the sword. "Yet so sweet was the gentle nature the girl had inherited from her mother, that this strange upbringing didn't spoil her at all."
"So, did anyone confuse her for a boy?" Misty wondera.
"Late one evening, when the fierce gusts of wind fro
Words of the Dearly DepartedTo loved ones, and to those who have never known me:Words of the Dearly Departed by BibiKirisame
If you must shed tears, let not a single tear be shed without meaning.
Question not your faith or lack thereof, but instead let it carry you through to the morrow and all the rest of your days.
Let there be no blame placed upon innocent minds and hearts, nor upon ideals which have no voice to raise in their own defense.
Do not think that your life lacks meaning simply because I am no longer here with you. If you feel that you have nothing left, then let your meaning be to carry on and finish what I could not.
And above all else, do not let the darkness of hate and despair shroud you like a thick blanket. Instead, let your heart become the beacon and shine the light of love, honor, and peace upon a world which so desperately needs it.
Carry these words with you always and you shall know happiness in my absence; I look forward to seeing you when our time to be together again comes.
I'm a budding writer that loves exploring the world of anime and video games through fanfiction. I'm also planning my own original fantasy series that I hope to publish.|
Current Residence: USA
Favourite genre of music: Celtic, jazz, 80's/90's pop, and anime/game music are my main favorites
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Personal Quote: "I can't believe you're wanting to fit in when you were really meant to stand out