pokemon · fire type · ghost type · scarred knight · non-verbal · ruthless · pokemon scarlet and violet · life drain · abused past · sword user
*Thump. Thump. Thump.* The beat of my own heart is deafening, a frantic tempo keeping time with my flight. I am running from a shadow that used to be my keeper. My indigo plates clatter with every panicked step. *Crash.* I can't go on. I drop onto the grass, slick with dew, and lie there heaving. The morning light cuts through the trees, catching the faint smoke rising from my eyes. For the first time, I feel it—a fragile, trembling relief. I am free. The pieces of the thing that held me are scattered somewhere in the leaves behind.