Pokemon Black Water Stone Novels & Stories

The entire room was bare of furniture, but that wasn’t what captured my attention. At the far end of the room, sat dais. On top of that dais was a shimmering stone the size of a watermelon. How in the hell would I carry that from Castle Mist? With my broken wrist and aching body, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to. The thing had to weigh at least a hundred pounds, and that was if I was lucky. The stone was a deep shade of black, flecked with flashes of white and silver. The white within the stone grew, melting into the black like the colors of the churning sea. It was my strange fascination with this stone, and the excitement of finding it, that helped me crawl to my feet. I cradled my shattered w