First of all, I'd like to warn anyone who doesn't like Kataang to kindly leave. Second, I would like to announce that I'M BACK, and I'll be coming back on a regular basis. So, enjoy my first story since a 년 an a half ago:
Aang sat on his bed, trying to read under the dim light of a single candle. He couldn’t. Not because of the dim light, but because he couldn’t stop thinking about Katara and the 키스 he and she shared on the balcony of Iroh’s teashop earlier that evening. Eventually, he got frustrated and put his scroll down. He sat there, letting his mind take him away.
So KataraLover and I were talking about Azula's blue 불, 화재 and about this Frozen-esque theory that Ursa tried to hide the fact that Azula could bend blue fire. So I made a thing.
“The girl is strange Ozai.” Ursa muttered. “I’ve never seen anyone do that before.”
Ozai tugged at his beard, pacing about the room. “Strange? That’s power like I’ve never seen!”
It had been well over an 시간 since their parents had slammed the door on them and started their chatter. Azula stood there with her ear to the door until one of the palace guards directed her away. 더 많이 specifically led her...