Sylvangloam

It was early in the morning. Sinclair had heard the news from Professor Blackthorn that the Sylvangloam seemed to be acting up. The Professor had suggested that trainers help out the Sylvangloam by travelling to it so they could sing to the plants. Sing, or play music – any sort of sound seemed to soothe the strange pain the forest was into, and it seemed to welcome those who brought this gift of music with them.   It had never truly been a place of interest for his father’...

Things had been rocky since the whole ordeal with the Nothing and Rayquaza. Benny and his team had made it out fine, though not without injury. Benny himself was fine – physically, at least, and as for mentally…well, we didn’t talk about that – and so were Cookie and Bop. But one of them, his Impidimp and Purrloin fusion, wasn’t the same. He had suffered the most damage, to the point of losing an ear, getting one eye horribly injured, and a few scars all across his body. His confide...