That was...that was beautiful. It left me with a barren sense of emptiness and sadness, and that seems basically the story of my life (minus the aspect I'm female and--sadly--not an cough*official*cough Pokemon Trainer).
I remember the days everyone in their brother was playing Pokemon on their DS's, and trading cards, and a couple of me and my buddies even RP'd some stuff, like how we were Legendaries trying to avoid gazes of humans.
That story is so true that it's heartbreaking...where did all the love go, the happiness, the innocence?
I know I'm only enforcing what everyone else is saying, but I do have something to add; no matter what, fad or not, I will always be a Pokemon fan forever. And you can count on that.
Excellent story, btw. Though I was't a fan from the beginning, it reached out to me. Bravo.
True Pokemon fans don't HAVE a signature.