Literature
Through the Eyes of a Hero C1
It was dark, so dark that only the light of the moon could let you see. It was cold, so cold that one would be foolish to be out at this hour.
However, in the gaping 'mouth' of a large shark-shaped cliff there was light, light from a fire, offering warmth to the three that sat around it.
The three were a Pikachu, a Piplup, and a Grovyle, all of them looked releived, as if they had just escaped the fate of death... which was pretty much true.
"Grovyle." The Pikachu began, "Can you tell me about my past? There's many questions I wish to know."
"Sarah, how much do you want to know?" The Grovyle asked the Pikachu, slight fear in his voice.
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