Novel & Cerita Piers Pokemon Fanart

Niel didn't reply and just kept looking towards the two, thinking of a way to approach them. "Aha..I have the perfect idea on how to win the girls heart." Sam looked through his books in his bag till he brought out a tiny little diary. Niel narrowed his eyes as he knew what his friend was about to do, one of the things he hates the most. "Why don't you tell her a poem, she might fall into the lane." "A poem won't work dumb ass. Why don't you behave like the adult you are and not some useless pig for once." Niel retorted.

His name was Piers, the chief curator of Ars Gallery in the old city of Parelle and a special guest of the competition. I handed him the sketchbook. Piers was even more moved than Ian. He devoured every page, breathing out soft exclamations as he went. When he finished the last page, he closed the sketchbook and looked at me, eyes burning with excitement. "Mr. Stewart," he said, "I would like to make you a formal offer on behalf of Ars Gallery. We hope to sign you as our exclusive artist and host your first solo exhibition in Parelle next spring. These sketches have moved me deeply. They are full of soul and quiet mystique. This is exactly the kind of art we have been searching for."

"Sonjica here- " and Edward flapped his hand at the distracted man- "was just informing me that these birds are town bred. Well! I've put a penny on it, for they're country bred, through and through!" "You've lost your money, then" replied the merchant, Mr Casbane, "for they're town bred." "They are most certainly not!" "Take it or leave it, Mister! They're town bred, and I have the ledger here to prove it."