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Digimon Tamers 02 Episode 3Episode 3: A Shocking Introduction.
"Hey, we're almost at Open Village." Demidevimon said from the front of the group. Kira and Ryu were leading the group with their digimon after Aikya almost got them lost. She was sulking right behind her with Fuu and their digimon.
"Why can't I lead." she said to the group. Aloisio was the one to answer, still a little annoyed with her.
"Because I am still soaked." he replied, emphasizing the "I". The two behind him snickered as they remembered how Aikya had lead the to one of the bogs in the entry forest. They had only realized the they were in a bog after Aloisio had stepped to the side to walk around a puddle, only to step on a water pit and fall in. After some panicking and laughing on all parts but Aloisio himself, they started to follow Demidevimon and were now approaching the village.
"There it is." The Dracomon they called Blue. They had decided to name based on their eyes, as one had a deep green colouring to them and the other h
Digimon Tamers 02 Episode 2Episode 2: partners
"Nnnnnnngya." Fuu groaned as she awakened. She looked around groggily, trying to figure out where she was, when she noticed two animals in front of her. One was a white puppy looking thing with a gold collar and huge blue eyes. The second was a bird that had pink feathers with blue fringe. It had orange claws on it talons and ... wings? That's a little weird. She thought to herself. Wait, these animals look familiar.
"No way. Digimon?!" The sound came, not from her mouth but from her younger sister's, and as soon as she said that, it clicked in Fuu's head.
"Oh my gosh! Your Biyomon." she said to the pink-feathered bird.
"Yes, pleased to meet you." the male bird replied.
"And I'm Salamon."the female puppy said, bowing her head.
"...Cool." All the humans said at the same time. They all looked each other, then at their surroundings. When they looked back at each other, they realized how what had happened... and ...
"Ahhhhhh!" they all said in unison once more, all the
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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