Literature
Feathers for Falkner- chapter 20
~Morty~
It was a cold, breathless night in Ecruteak. A week after I owed it to myself to leave Falkner alone, and wait for his approval. The chill had set in, and I could nearly taste the frozen moisture in the air. Snow was on the way, threatening to break out into annual white fluff very, very soon. The next meeting happened to be tonight, but I refused to go to it and sit through another painful argument about where we all stand.
And so I was in Ecruteak, sitting on my roof watching the black sky as hovering clouds blocked out the light of the sun. Nothing was here to disturb me, no trainers wanted to battle, no annoying pedestrians to c
