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Autumn Fairytale (Yutara)It was warm afternoon, sunny and silent. Team resorted in dry hills near the pine forest. Here they could recover from the last fight against the Firelord and modestly celebrated this great victory. Aang and Zuko were very honoured. They were a heroes. Now when the enemies have gone and the team needn't fear anymore, both boys enjoyed fame and admiration from others.Autumn Fairytale (Yutara) by QatarShuiWan
Katara has gone to seclusion. Over the hill, to the other hillside where tired setting sun was still shining. She didn't know why she was so driven to go there. She heared some strange voices inside her head, silent, distant noises she had no idea where are they going from. Laugh and screams of her friends disappeared, she didn't hear them. Zuko, who has learned to understand her states like this more perfectly than Aang or Sokka, said to everyone Katara got from the fight with Azula much more worse than himself, she got caught in the despair after the fight like no one from the team, but nobody understood what he said. Zu
Losing A Friend - Chapter 18 Years before the Genocide (4 years after Avatar Roku's death)Losing A Friend - Chapter 1 by ChelberNo1
It wasn't unusual for air nomads to be seen in Fire Nation towns and villages. Especially one like this; settled at the base of a mountain, surrounded by forest. It was a peaceful town, despite its size. Everybody got on with each other, and there was rarely need for violence of any kind. All sorts of tropical flowers and plants grew around the landscape, with an abundance of wildlife and greenery.
Naturally, the air nomads were drawn to it.
Every few weeks, a new group would pass through, if not stay a few nights. They'd suddenly come sliding down the mountain, or emerge from the forest, laughing and talking, often dragging tired sky bison behind them.
Some of the villages would go out to greet them, offer them a place to stay. Sometimes, the nomads would agree, if they were in a small group, with only two or three people. If they were travelling with a larger group, they'd politely decline, saying they wouldn't
Runner of the riverOn North Pole, long time ago, there lived one waterbender girl named Ketturah. In northern water tribe, there was the rules which was discriminating for women and waterbender females. Ketturah wasn't very popular, in her family, she was only a drudge. nobody allowed her to practice Waterbending and she wasn't talented enough to learn healing. But every day after her houseworks, she was going to swim in cold ocean. She was really good swimmer.Runner of the river by QatarShuiWan
But one day, when Ketturah was thirteen, her family sent her to the Earth kingdom, to one small village in mountains and woods. Ketturah had to leave her homeland and join the earthbenders. But in her new home, villagers didn't love her very much. Her classmates in the school was bullying her and the villagers thought that young skinny waterbender is too weak and good for nothing.Ketturah felt very frustrated and depressed. And finally, there was no ocean to swim in, only thin streams, not deep enough to swim there.
One summer afternoon, Ketturah
Blessing the bloodbenderDuring the war, a small group of friends was travelling together across the world. There was a firebender, an earthbender, an airbender who couldn't meditate and one pessimistic nonbender guy. And there was also one waterbender girl named Lan Mei (Blueberry). She wsa very kind and motherly and she was taking care about her team. They were like her own children. After some time, she became the leader of the group, so the earthbender sometimes called her "Wu Mu" (the motherless).Blessing the bloodbender by QatarShuiWan
But the group wasn't very powerful and their enemies were chasing them and fighting them more and more bitterly. One night before fullmoon, their attacked Lan Mei's team again. She tried to fight them, but they were very weak and unskilled, so she took her friends away to safety.
The next night, when her friends were sleeping in the grass of the forest, Lan Mei went to a small lake near the forest. The cold water was moveless and the disc of the moon was reflecting in the lake. Lan Mei sat down the grass of the
MasqueradeShe should've known her father was up to no good.Masquerade by ChelberNo1
He had done the vacuuming himself, and the dusting. He had tried to cook dinner, then called for pizza as he tried to scrub charred food from various pots and pans. Hell, he'd even offered to take her to that waterbending demonstration that she had been dying to go to.
Sokka had stayed in the shadows, watching Hakoda with an amused expression. When the pizza had arrived, he had grabbed a couple of slices, then bolted for his room, sniggering over his shoulder.
And yet, when Hakoda set down his plate and cleared his throat awkwardly, she had not seen it coming.
'Katara,' he began seriously. 'I am about to ask you for a favour, but at the same time you really don't have a choice.'
She had just started to take a bite of her pizza. 'What?' she said thickly.
'There's this, um, the council is holding a… a party tomorrow night. As a representive of the Water Nation, I am required to attend.'
Katara set her pizza down. 'No. I'm n
Borra: The Avatar's Guidance Chapter TwoBorra: The Avatar's GuidanceBorra: The Avatar's Guidance Chapter Two by moonlitinuyasha1985
Chapter Two: Huanle
(I do not, nor will I ever own The Legend of Korra. This series belongs to Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko.)
Haku was pulling on Korra's hand a bit more intently as they came upon two small rocks in the ground.
"...Are these your parents graves?" Korra asked.
"Yeah." Haku answered.
"How come there aren't any proper headstones?" Bolin asked.
"...After they died..." Haku started. "...I couldn't afford to pay for a funeral for them...so, I had to bury them myself."
Bolin shook his head, dolefully. The poor boy had it even worse than him and Mako had.
Korra frowned deeply, imagining how hard it must have been for a little boy to dig two graves all on his own.
"How long have they been gone?" she asked the boy.
"...Three years." Haku answered, albeit more quietly this time.
Bolin blinked curiously, asking, "Have you been living on the streets that whole time?"
Haku shook his head.
"No," he answered. "after mom and dad died,
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