Apparently today is Avatar's 10th anniversary...here have a fic!
In one ano a person could accomplish much. She had chosen to run away Run away and not be found.
In two she mostly just stood alone. Living only off of what the land would give her. On most nights she was lonely.
The other three years became something of a blur as she counted them off. Everything seemed to be the same old thing. She didn’t know how she’d managed to go for five years all por herself in such a strange place.
She decided after those five years she was tired of being alone, hungry, and silently afraid. Decided that...
She watched the girl, Xul, crumble for days. She was only 16. There wasn’t really much she could do aside from holding her close and telling her that it would pass eventually.
It was a rough job really, the job she did, trying to help those suffering from what everyone else called the ‘the insanity’ they were “crazy”, “sick”, “unlovable”. She much preferred to call to think of them as those who just needed someone to tell them are cared about…loved. A good number of her patients were in a state of distress pretty much all the time, Xul was one of them. These patients (young...