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Halfway To HalfpointsThe sunset colors the sky a hot, glowing yellow and the clouds jet black, like magma beneath the crust of a scorched and cracking earth. Fall is just around the bend; the afternoons cut shorter every day. In the temple yard, dried-up poppies rattle their seeds in the wind. Ty Lee tucks her fingers into her sleeves and runs up the last flight of stairs.Halfway To Halfpoints
She took too long to choose her dress; now she’s in a hurry. For this occasion, it was an important decision, one she doesn’t regret spending precious time on even as the sweat dampens her undershirt. Ty Lee knows the importance of color better than most.
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by ~KamikazePedestrian
Taking Stories From Your EyesThe movement is slight, a shift in the shadows that cuts itself short, recoils and retreats almost instantly, but during that brief moment before it withdraws into the dark between the houses, it gives itself away. Katara stops, holds her breath, listens and waits.Taking Stories From Your Eyes
The sky is cloudless and the moon is full, making the narrow, slate-covered path leading over the grass-covered backyard shimmer with silver light. It’s a warm night, and the wind is calm. From outside the wall surrounding the estate come the evening sounds of the upper ring; carriages passing over cobblestone, restrained voices, the fragile melody of a lute in th
by ~KamikazePedestrian
Lights Out :Tyzula:Ty Lee’s shudders are all too evident in the cool wind on their way back. Azula doesn’t slow down to walk by her side, to share some of the heat always glowing under her skin. She keeps her back perfectly straight, her pace perfectly even and her eyes on the path leading down the hill towards the beach house.Lights Out :Tyzula:
At the shore, the waves rise and fall in repeated crescendos, never losing their rhythm. When they break against the sand the roar drowns out Mai and Zuko’s hushed conversation, but as the sea draws back to catch its breath the voices always resurface. Mai’s laughter clings to Azula’s back, husky and
by ~KamikazePedestrian
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