Poképark

The Snorlax’s thrashing slowed. One ear twitched. A tiny smile crossed its sleeping face. It rolled over—just enough to leave a gap on the bridge.

At the deepest point, they found the Joy Shard—a tiny, warm, golden pebble floating over a pool of black water. But between them and the shard was a sleeping blocking the narrow bridge. A Snorlax who was having a nightmare, thrashing and whimpering. poképark

The Mew was small, even for its kind, and looked exhausted. Its tail flicked anxiously. The Snorlax’s thrashing slowed

"The Great what?" Blazé asked, having squeezed in behind Pichu. they found the Joy Shard—a tiny