Epilogue
It was about midday on the day after our return from the Eastern Province. Feraligatr let us take a day off of our adventures. I was carelessly rolling around in my small tree house I called home. I was actually bored; I really wanted to go to the next province for the next legend, but I guess all things can wait.
I had forgotten about the bandage that was on my arm, until now. Spending a week with it makes it almost unnoticeable. Now that I think about it, this injury actually started the whole adventure. While I was in the hospital recovering from the shock of the bleeding, Feraligatr said that something very similar happened to him before he was sent off to his first quest. He said he had injured his skull, and he was fascinated with the same legends book that was from his classroom at that school. It was passed down from a great friend of his. His friend was actually Golem, the principal of the school, and it turned out that Golem was one of the chosen three of his generation to solve each legend. Feraligatr—a Totodile at the time—was sent to the Shrine of the Giant Pokémon by Golem once he had recovered. It was really weird though, how Feraligatr started his quest the same way as mine.
I decided to take a swim in the pond next to my tree. I hopped out of the window and took a graceful dive. Just making contact with water is enough to rejuvenate my spirit. I actually took a swim before I got those two letters… and one of those letters actually started the second quest. I wonder how the third one will unfold… by a letter? By an injury? Who knows? All I know is that I'm halfway done with this long journey, and, honestly, I don't know if I'd want it to end or not.