angelus_caligo
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I'm quite new around here so don't except too much from me and my stories. They will get better as I develop them more and more.
It was a very cold day in the middle of December when Darius, a young 15 year old boy from Smallgrove Town, went home, bringing with him the groceries from the Pokémarket and the Berryshop in Byton Town. Never in the thirteen years that he lived in Smallgrove Town with his mother, it had snowed so hard and so violently like in the past three days. It never snowed at all, until now. The fallen snow made it quite difficult for Darius to get all the way to Byton Town and back as he kept sinking away in the white powder that lay on the road. He couldn't even see where the road was and he kept bumping against the stones under the snow. The houses along the road were all covered under at least 3 inches of snow, making them almost invisible. His plain blue jeans were all wet and he couldn't feel his legs anymore. His thick greencoloured jacket was all covered in snow, abundantly provided by the blazing snowstorm. The blizzard made it dufficult to see what's in front of him and the cold was even more miserable. His long black hair was covered in snow and the wind got it to fly backwards, making numerous snowflakes to fly in his blue eyes. But he was almost home so it didn't really matter anymore. Soon he would be covered in a warm blanket and could forget about the freezing cold.
He almost stumbled over the stone step next to the mailbox, as he walked into the front yard. The otherwise beautiful flowers had quickly deteriorated when the cold kicked in. With completely wet shoes, he crossed the yard towards the front door. He opened the front door with quite some difficulty and put the groceries on the floor. "Mum, I'm home," Darius yelled. His mother came walking down the stairs, carrying with her some dirty clothes that needed washing. His mother was a middle-aged woman with long black hair and bright blue eyes, wearing a pair of jeans and a woolen sweater (which was covered by numerous old christmas scenes, making it utterly embarrasing). For a 40 year old woman, she looked quite young. "I'm glad I'm back home, it's way too cold to stay outside for a long period time," Darius said to his mother. Quickly, he began to take of his shoes and wet socks. He looked for some socks in the cabinets across the small kitchen and put them on.
"Oh honey. Why didn't you say to me that you were going to get groceries? I thought you went to see Alina. I could have lend you my Rapidash to keep you company, it would have gone along with you without hesitation and it would have been a lot warmer," his mother replied while she walked towards Darius to help him put the groceries away in the kitchen cabinets.
"Now, just let me put away those groceries, dear. I think you would be better off with some hot coco to warm up."Being almost frozen to the bone, a nice cup of hot coco was a welcome relief to Darius and it certainly didn't take long before the cup was emptied. Warmed by the cup of coco, Darius felt comfy. The TV was flickering with images from all kinds of channels, most of them discussing the cold weather.
An interview conducted in Runehill City appeared on the screen. A young woman with lightgreen eyes and a rather dark skincolor, heavily dressed to stay warm in the cold, was asking some questions to an elderly man. "Does the scientific society know why this strange weather is happening all around this region, prof. Elm?" The elderly man, wearing a white woolen jacket, carefully listened to the question of the reporter. "No, the scientific society has not yet found any logical explanation for this strange weather, although we know of some events that might have to do something with this weather."
Seemingly surprised by this answer the reporter eagerly asked about the events. Prof. Elm draw the scarf he was wearing a little thighter and crossed his arms. "I'm sorry, Elena, but I'm afraid I cannot discuss that. If you wouldn't mind, I have some research that I've to do." He turned away and walked back towards the city, ploughing through the thick snow. His silhouet darked more and more as he got further away. Untill it wasn't visible anymore. A bit disappointed about the answers she got, Elena turned back to the camera. "This was Elena from Runehill Cuty, interviewing prof. Elm from the local scientific society. Back to you, Ken." An image of the normal newsreader, a young darkeyed man with lush brown hair, popped up and he started reading the other news.
Not in a mood to listen to any other news, Darius turned of the TV. But he too was curious about the weather. Why was it so cold? It's not normal that it snowed around Smallgrove Town and it's certainly not normal that snows around the whole region of Kyta. For as long as he could remember it, it had always been warm in Smallgrove Town. It always looked like it was spring here, even in the winter. So why was it snowing now? It doesn't make sense. Darius couldn't stop wondering about it. Maybe his mother could know if this was normal or not. After all, she lived in the Kyta region since she was 15 years old.
"It hasn't been this cold for a few years, has it?" Darius asked to his mother."No, it hasn't been this cold since I was just a little child. But it's always beautiful to see the snow fall. It's something wonderful, seeing a whole landscape being covered in a thick blanket of white and powdery snow." Darius stood up and put the empty cup away on the kitchen sink, softly rubbing his still cold arms while walking towards the small window next to the door. Tomorrow he's going to see prof. Dawn to receive his own pokémon from her. Maybe she would know anything about the weather, or at least she will be willing to talk about it.
Soon I will reignite this thread, after almost three years of absence. My writing skills have improved and I am planning on gathering all short stories I ever wrote in 1 document
Also, even though I've been an idiot in the past concerning responding to criticism, I certainly won't mind any at all
Legacy of the Myths - Protecting the past.
Prologue
It was a very cold day in the middle of December when Darius, a young 15 year old boy from Smallgrove Town, went home, bringing with him the groceries from the Pokémarket and the Berryshop in Byton Town. Never in the thirteen years that he lived in Smallgrove Town with his mother, it had snowed so hard and so violently like in the past three days. It never snowed at all, until now. The fallen snow made it quite difficult for Darius to get all the way to Byton Town and back as he kept sinking away in the white powder that lay on the road. He couldn't even see where the road was and he kept bumping against the stones under the snow. The houses along the road were all covered under at least 3 inches of snow, making them almost invisible. His plain blue jeans were all wet and he couldn't feel his legs anymore. His thick greencoloured jacket was all covered in snow, abundantly provided by the blazing snowstorm. The blizzard made it dufficult to see what's in front of him and the cold was even more miserable. His long black hair was covered in snow and the wind got it to fly backwards, making numerous snowflakes to fly in his blue eyes. But he was almost home so it didn't really matter anymore. Soon he would be covered in a warm blanket and could forget about the freezing cold.
He almost stumbled over the stone step next to the mailbox, as he walked into the front yard. The otherwise beautiful flowers had quickly deteriorated when the cold kicked in. With completely wet shoes, he crossed the yard towards the front door. He opened the front door with quite some difficulty and put the groceries on the floor. "Mum, I'm home," Darius yelled. His mother came walking down the stairs, carrying with her some dirty clothes that needed washing. His mother was a middle-aged woman with long black hair and bright blue eyes, wearing a pair of jeans and a woolen sweater (which was covered by numerous old christmas scenes, making it utterly embarrasing). For a 40 year old woman, she looked quite young. "I'm glad I'm back home, it's way too cold to stay outside for a long period time," Darius said to his mother. Quickly, he began to take of his shoes and wet socks. He looked for some socks in the cabinets across the small kitchen and put them on.
"Oh honey. Why didn't you say to me that you were going to get groceries? I thought you went to see Alina. I could have lend you my Rapidash to keep you company, it would have gone along with you without hesitation and it would have been a lot warmer," his mother replied while she walked towards Darius to help him put the groceries away in the kitchen cabinets.
"Now, just let me put away those groceries, dear. I think you would be better off with some hot coco to warm up."Being almost frozen to the bone, a nice cup of hot coco was a welcome relief to Darius and it certainly didn't take long before the cup was emptied. Warmed by the cup of coco, Darius felt comfy. The TV was flickering with images from all kinds of channels, most of them discussing the cold weather.
An interview conducted in Runehill City appeared on the screen. A young woman with lightgreen eyes and a rather dark skincolor, heavily dressed to stay warm in the cold, was asking some questions to an elderly man. "Does the scientific society know why this strange weather is happening all around this region, prof. Elm?" The elderly man, wearing a white woolen jacket, carefully listened to the question of the reporter. "No, the scientific society has not yet found any logical explanation for this strange weather, although we know of some events that might have to do something with this weather."
Seemingly surprised by this answer the reporter eagerly asked about the events. Prof. Elm draw the scarf he was wearing a little thighter and crossed his arms. "I'm sorry, Elena, but I'm afraid I cannot discuss that. If you wouldn't mind, I have some research that I've to do." He turned away and walked back towards the city, ploughing through the thick snow. His silhouet darked more and more as he got further away. Untill it wasn't visible anymore. A bit disappointed about the answers she got, Elena turned back to the camera. "This was Elena from Runehill Cuty, interviewing prof. Elm from the local scientific society. Back to you, Ken." An image of the normal newsreader, a young darkeyed man with lush brown hair, popped up and he started reading the other news.
Not in a mood to listen to any other news, Darius turned of the TV. But he too was curious about the weather. Why was it so cold? It's not normal that it snowed around Smallgrove Town and it's certainly not normal that snows around the whole region of Kyta. For as long as he could remember it, it had always been warm in Smallgrove Town. It always looked like it was spring here, even in the winter. So why was it snowing now? It doesn't make sense. Darius couldn't stop wondering about it. Maybe his mother could know if this was normal or not. After all, she lived in the Kyta region since she was 15 years old.
"It hasn't been this cold for a few years, has it?" Darius asked to his mother."No, it hasn't been this cold since I was just a little child. But it's always beautiful to see the snow fall. It's something wonderful, seeing a whole landscape being covered in a thick blanket of white and powdery snow." Darius stood up and put the empty cup away on the kitchen sink, softly rubbing his still cold arms while walking towards the small window next to the door. Tomorrow he's going to see prof. Dawn to receive his own pokémon from her. Maybe she would know anything about the weather, or at least she will be willing to talk about it.
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Soon I will reignite this thread, after almost three years of absence. My writing skills have improved and I am planning on gathering all short stories I ever wrote in 1 document
Also, even though I've been an idiot in the past concerning responding to criticism, I certainly won't mind any at all
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