Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the 17 types lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when Team Rocket attacked.
She’s just always been there for me, taken care of me. And now it’s my turn and I don’t know what to do.
Victorian London, there was a governess, who was really a barmaid, and we fought The Great Intelligence together. She died and it was my fault.
(Source: oswald-souffle)
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