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dungeon meshi but they end up in the back rooms, a cursed idea that was eating away at my brain
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OKAY here are the rest of the poms! I had Applin for Epel, of course, and then a couple of people suggested Pancham for him too, which is inspired. (Vil also makes it wear a fancy little outfit that it hates. Applin gets out of it by virtue of being a literal apple.)
then Decidueye and Furfrou for Rook! the hardest part there was figuring out which Furfrou cut to use -- I tried to justify Debutante because I wanted the hat, but no, it had to be La Reine. it's the one he would do.
also bonus first-year Vil and Rook:
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The Night, the Porch
by Mark Strand
To stare at nothing is to learn by heart What all of us will be swept into, and baring oneself To the wind is feeling the ungraspable somewhere close by. Trees can sway or be still. Day or night can be what they wish. What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfort Of being strangers, at least to ourselves. This is the crux Of the matter, which is why even now we seem to be waiting For something whose appearance would be its vanishing — The sound, say, of a few leaves falling, or just one leaf, Or less. There is no end to what we can learn. The book out there Tells us as much, and was never written with us in mind.
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