Daily Pokemon Stories

[Pokemon Trainer Sarah]

What is a year? To you, it may be a long time. Full of tears, of hope, of joy. In a year a new life can be grown from nothing. In a year, a bird can learn to fly. In a year, the life of a Pokemon can change beyond recognition.

To others, a year is nothing. A tree will see hundreds of years in its lifetime. A tree cares not for the passing of days, which it shakes from its leaves like mere moments. To a tree, a year is a brief sojourn, a metamorphosis spanning only seconds, a dropping of leaves, a flowering, a regrowth. A tree is long-lived, but still the years make their mark upon it, in the rings of its trunk, in the strength of its roots. And as the years pass, the tree grows strong.

But I, I am a million years old. Many millions. Yet time leaves no scar upon my body. I am reborn, regrown, revived anew. I was a Pokemon. I was a rock. And now... My skin hasn't aged, my feathers are sharp, and my muscles ache for flight. Unlike the trees, the marks that time left on me cannot be seen. I have not been strengthened, nor honed by time. But this is a new world, a new chance...

And yet, I remember a life, a short life, millions of years ago, that was full of tears, of hope, of joy. A life that meant everything but turned into nothing but a far off dream.

So, what is a year? In a year I grew up, in a year I loved, in a year I died. In a year I lost my life, and everyone I knew.

But I am not exempt from the cruel passing of time. I remember the truth of that year, that year that was real. And all that follows is a lie.

(It must be weird to be revived after millions of years. xD)

I liked your story Noble! It was really sweet. AND ALSO HAD AN AERODACTYL AS WELL! AWESOME!