The Gold, the missing things we look for insistently. We need them to adorn our soul, to light up the hazy days. A beautiful spin through the garden of youth, and the roses have dried blood on their thorns. The Forest, the trek deeper into the mind. The trees are ancient and worn. They are tired, resting in their birt...
hello! so, those of u who watched Nadia's livestream on 04/16/20 knows what going on here - i'd like to thank Emma (ily) for this idea lmao. so i have NEVER written a fic before so im pretty nervous. its rated minecraft christian server. idk where im going with this. i mentioned in the comments on the live that it sho...
Long ago, a species called Pokémon inhabited every corner of the earth, from the depths of the ocean to the atmosphere. They roamed the fields and swam in ponds. They rested in trees and flew overhead. They even thrived alongside humans, or so research says. The Pokémon then vanished without a trace. They left nothing...
It's been 5 years since Ash left Kalos. And after the Hoenn Grand Festival, three familiar faces show up in Alola.
Socks has a super detailed life, and new things happen to him everyday!