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Duality- Dissension -restoration- "I don't believe this!" Leara groaned to herself as she planted a sapling in the soft soil of the forest floor with some help from Rose and Kiba. Carmen wasn't much help in planting trees, so Leara had let her fly around to stretch her wings.
The reason she was planting new trees was because at some point in the last few weeks a large riot, or something of that nature, had broken out and left a good portion of the forest damaged with overturned trees and destroyed foliage.
"It took a long time for these trees to grow to their size and now look at them! They're dead and left to rot"
"But that means that new trees will have room to grow, and the fallen trees can make homes for the pokemon...Prince sure looks comfortable." Commented a man who was two years older than the Ranger. Leara had known this man for a few years and they were very close. The man stood at 5'7, a good 3 inches taller than her, with short brown hair and brown eyes. His features were
A look of what's to come A dark bird lost to her kind’s weakness…How something so common could fell one with beauteous wings…
A loyal alpha now guards the dead…He turns his blind senses away from a world he does not wish to see…
A graceful steed is trapped within his own heart…A poor soul who desperately wishes he could turn back time…
A husband missing half of his heart…It was the fates that brought them together and tore them apart…
A daughter without her mother…A little one who will never know her mother’s unending love and mentorship.
And a dear friend with renewed tears…They were the oddest pair, but that is what made them such great friends…
And she never meant to make any of them cry…
Duality- Midnight is Upon Us.
It has been many days since the city of Castelia was ravaged by city-wide fires; the citizens were still trying to get their lives back to a sense of normal. One chilly October morning, Leara was walking through the streets of Castelia with her Sawsbuck Prince behind her. The stag was carrying saddlebags filled with various berries, bandages and other basic medical supplies. After the Mages and Thieves who had started the fires were arrested, several of the upper Warriors had set aside several small spots throughout the city for concerned citizens to set up medical tents. Leara didn’t have a tent, but she did have a blanket to use. She would tend to the simple cuts and bruises of the humans by stitching them up and giving them bandages. For the Pokémon, she would feed them berries to help them feel better and tend to their cuts as well. Once the citizen’s Pokémon were better, Leara would offer a playful spar between Pokémon.
As Leara and Prince approach
Duality- The hour of Twilight The sun was setting over Castelia City as Leara rode on Prince's back, the two having traveled 3 days from Twist Mountain. Carmen flew above her trainer as she checked the road ahead for any signs of danger, and for any wild pokemon to fight. The bird pokemon was the only one who was unevolved on her trainer's team; yet she could feel her evolution close at hand.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Carmen noticed a small poochyena pup being chased by a Watchog and several Lillipups. She squawked to get the Ranger's attention before swooping down to deal a harsh Peck to the offending pokemon. Leara ran over to the scene before pulling out an apriball, determined to capture the poochyena pup as they were not from this region. The young Ranger threw the ball at the small pup and watched it struggle to capture the pokemon. It didn't take long for the ball to stop it's shaking so Leara went over to grab the apriball.
"Welcome to my team...K
Duality- The Onset The rain clung to the snow-white cloak of the 19 year old Ranger Leara. She and at least 9 other people were standing in the large central courtyard of Castelia city in the downpour. Everyone here was anxious for the head Ranger Ibb to lead this group of 10 Rangers and Warriors to Twist Mountain. In the distance a clock tower struck noon and the crowd barely heard Ibb's command "GO" over the rings of the bell.
Leara had released her Sawsbuck Prince from the confines of his Apriball and jumped onto his back to begin their journey. As they made their way out of the Castelia city gates, Leara effortlessly attached Prince's reigns so she could effectively steer and hold onto the stag as he ran to their destination.
As Prince ran through the downpour that still plagued them, he took notice of how the young woman on his back seemed distracted. Looking back at a slight angle, he could see how Leara's attention was on the shrinking dista
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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