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He had been upset — no, angry — when Ash attacked Ninetales.

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This was different from their usual efforts to rein him in when he hit on a girl. He let Misty pull him away and break up his speeches, but he could let those things slide. Here, when he had made a decision that was reciprocated, what right did they have to interfere with his happiness? But then Lokoko vanished, and all the illusions faded. He couldn't really hold it against them, any more than with the Maiden's Peak incident. Ash and Misty were his friends, and they wanted to keep him safe — even if it hurt his heart. As one who had studied in medicine, he had to bitterly accept that reality; cures were painful, but necessary.


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They led him into a room at the heart of the ruins. He narrowed his eyes and stared in puzzled bemusement at the portrait on the far wall. The handsome fellow, sitting beside Ninetales in the painting, looked just like Brock.

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Ash tried to tell him something, but then Ninetales returned. Ninetales had lost its kind demeanor and instead hissed like a cornered animal. Brock's heart went out to it. How desperate was it, after all those years of being alone except for Lokoko? Something Ash said caught his attention, and his heart jumped in shock. The owner had been gone for two centuries?!

His mind began to race as he started placing the pieces together. Before, he had judged Ninetales as an average-aged, albeit exceptionally well-bred, young Ninetales, probably under a hundred years. This new information changed everything. Ninetales could live up to a thousand years, and their tails' power grew exponentially with age.

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If Ninetales had already reached a fifth of its full age, who knew how powerful it could be? And even younger ones could use Psychic and Ghost powers, both of which had the affinity for illusions. He glanced at the table, and saw a red ball, with one end decorated with a blue and white cap. He took a closer look and confirmed his suspicion. That meant…. Brock turned back to the center of the room, where the fight had reached the climax. Ash and Pikachu had fallen, and Ninetales howled in triumph.

Brock looked at Ninetales and Lokoko for a moment, and then hardened his heart. He picked up the Pokeball and stood tall. Brock smiled, but then faltered as Lokoko approached. Given the clues he already had, he had a sinking feeling about the romance he had been so sure about just hours before.

Lokoko was no more than another illusion created by Ninetales to recreate her former, happy life.

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When he went on a trip, he left her behind with the servants to await his return in a month. But he never came back.

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One by one, the servants left, leaving Ninetales all alone as she continued to wait. Finally, she decided to leave too, only to find a force binding her to the abandoned home. Left all alone in the mountains, Ninetales struggled to keep the illusion of her old life alive.

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And then Brock, looking just like her old master, showed up. He could only imagine the pain Ninetales was going through even now, forced to confront the truth that her master was not back, and never would be. He opened his mouth to speak, but froze when a net descended on Ninetales from above. He looked up at the Meowth balloon and groaned.

Of all the times for them to show up. Team Rocket actually did good things once in a while, Brock reflected, whether they intended to or not. The shattered ball in his hands testified to the chaos they always left in their wake. Usually it was a bad thing, but for once they did something right. With the ball destroyed, Ninetales had nothing tying her down to this decayed mansion. The sun had come up, dispelling the last illusions of grandeur on the decrepit complex — just as his illusion of love had faded away.

Even though Ninetales was Lokoko in a sense, it didn't matter anyway, for she could now run free. The image of Lokoko was gone, and he would never see that beautiful face again, or Ninetales. He pushed back his sorrow over the lost, illusionary love, and smiled warmly to Ninetales. He held the broken shards of the ball before her. That means you're free now to go anywhere you like.

Brock stood up and took a step back. Ninetales stared at him for a long moment. Then she stepped forward, toward him. Brock froze, taken aback by this. Then he understood what she wanted, and gently petted her fur. He remembered Lokoko — no, Ninetales' — words. This novel is one of the first books to take place after a nuclear war, by the co-writer of The Empire Strikes Back.

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They sounded like any group of men gathered together. Each full of his own particular sorrow, his mirth, his guilt, the comet's tail of his existence pulling wreckage after him. This got me to thinking about my comet's tail and what kind of wreckage I carry around within it. Jacobs deftly weaves the threads of the past and the present, most especially those of Parker and Cromwell. Turns out they had a few things in common. I didn't see what they were at first, but as this tale unraveled, I did.

Grief, loss and most of all, guilt, come to each life-how we handle those things, or not handle them as the case may be, made for an engaging and stunning denouement. The tales within are distinctly different from each other, one more a tale of torture, politics and cosmic horror, the other- for me, being at heart a story of loss, guilt, and grief, well framed and partially hidden in a tale about blues and folk music. I'm not going to pretend that I "got" everything there is to get with this story, I already know I will read it again.