Morty Stories

Breaking of the Enigmatic

In recent days the blonde ghost specialist had been quite enigmatic. Not even the entities that surrounded him could figure out what was going on within that head of his. His eyes showed no emotion, no gleam. They were simply straightforward and serious. Morty followed the same routine everyday, solemnly .He walked the Ecruteak streets as if he was a ghost himself, floating passed every soul as if he were a spirit, completely invisible to the human eye. The moon shone on him, as well as another. That lively being he knew all too well. This human being the reason he broke out of what he had been. The reason a smile had finally cracked onto his porcelain face.