A Song for the Lost [Kirsi]

It had been a long time since he had been to any location such as this. One filled with so much history, but not of his usual sort. This place was filled with the ghost of the past, and the history of love felt between people and Pokemon. Blood red eyes drifted over the tombstones as he made his way to the exit from Mt. Pyre. Not to the waters in front of it, no, instead he wanted to see the very peak of the roof again. It had been a long time ago, with his father, he had been permitted to see the legendary orbs of Groudon and Kyougre. He just wanted to see another piece of the puzzle, another part of the huge mystery that was Hoenn's legends.

The ruins of the Regi's only told him so much. As well as that, the legends between them were so different. Groudon, Kyougre and Rayquaza were all but solely focused within Hoenn, whilst the Regi's showed signs of relation to Sinnoh, due the appearance of Regigigas. The webs of relations between legends were all so interesting for him. So undeniably historic.

Yep. His ruin maniac side was very much showing as he made his way through the long grass in front of mountains peak. He could see signs of Vulpix on the peak, and heard the incessant chattering of ghost types just off in the distance. Samuel was by himself, which was why he found it surprising no wild Pokemon had approached. Maybe it was because it was such a sacred place, even the Pokemon could tell when they should be quiet. A hand worked through the blue mess that was his hair as he turned up another hill, finally spotting a familiar shrine. It had been a plentiful number of years since he had last seen it, but he knew it straight away. He would have approached, but he found his attention caught sight of another nearby.

" Good afternoon ," Samuel called out politely, his town that well practiced and relaxed tone. He couldn't really tell anything about the person other than he presumed it to be a female, maybe about his age. It was hard to tell.