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... ran as fast as she could, the edge of her 'dress' whipping in the wind. The little newly hatched Ralts in her arms wailed at the sudden harsh movements, and she calmed him with her mind. "Hush little one…hush…you're okay…" He'd only hatched a month ago, in the safety of the Pledge Grove. It had been a wonderful month, the best one in years, since fleeing her home in the small kingdom of Albion, a place in the northern reaches of the Galar region, and separated from Wyndon and the other cities a ...
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