• Prologue:
    "OK.... I wish I could see you too. Ok. Bye." A young female Shinx hung up her cellphone up. She placed on her dresser, and let out a sigh.
    She slunk into her living room.
    "What is the matter, my precious grandchild?" A much older female Luxray asked.
    "Its....My long-distance relationship... Matt the Pikachu lives in a tottaly different region than us, grandma." The shinx complained.
    "Oh, that's all? Its not that bad... Why I know a story...its almost exactly like your problem. and every word of it is true." The Luxray explained. "Take a seat dear, and I'll tell you."
    The young shinx shrugged and sat down on the couch.
    "Now, a while back, when I was your age, there was a Shinx. This Shinx was interested in the ocean and the sky. There was also an Eevee. They say this Eevee was the spirit of the sky, and was dubbed "Night." They said if you built a ladder to clearly see the moon, or climbed Cloud Cliff, you could see the Eevee on the cloud---the one that never seemed to move-- smiling down on the Earth and the Pokemon on it..." The Luxray began. "And that Shinx...why, she wanted to meet The Eevee. so she went to those cliffs--"
    "Your stories are never this quick when there 'true'!" The Shinx giggled.
    "That is correct, my dear. This...is the true story...this is what really happened...."