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Aang: Zuko, you're a genius!
Zuko: Yeah, I get called that a lot.
Aang: What, a genius?
Zuko: No, Zuko.
———— SOKKA .
let yourself wonder for a moment. unbecoming , the world UNWINDING in your fingertips. where is reality , for surely you are no longer within it ? ponder the hue of his eyes , the curve of his lips. LOVELINESS WITHOUT AND WITHIN. a dream world , fractal patterns of your own delirium played out. his warmth goes to the very marrow of your bones , never before have you felt such FIRE on your skin. ( lucky your hands already HOLD him , less they find their home exploring his face , lost within his hair. ) voice made of weariness and all things GENTLE ———– you do not honor it was a response. it’s not NEEDED. he’s already LOST to the world once more. cradle him close to your chest and begin your journey. it’s your home , after all. a place cluttered with your memories , with the journey you have found your way through. flashes of katara in the kitchen , your father in his favorite chair doing work , aang BOUNCING through the front door to pull you all away on another adventure. even ZUKO , there , a quiet presence. there , when you swore you saw him SMILE , again , while you sat with him as he lived through his frustration and agony. and now a new one , a memory to be bathed in gold and remembered in WARMTH and surprise. your feet find their path , you blink and you stand in your room. thoughts carried you away when you could not find answers. breathe , feel your heart thunder beneath his head. how do you lay him down now ? when he is already held so dearly within your arms , within the safety you know you provide. his hair tickles against your chin. slowly , settle into a chair , keep him held against you , something in your heart UNWILLING to let go.
it’s because you’re haunted. where your mind becomes unfit to comprehend reality & fiction , where the twisted soul of someone darker becomes apparent. WHO IS THAT IN THE MIRROR ? the boy who looks like you , but o , does he terrify. the countenance of someone you know too well OR WORSE. the person who knows you better than you know yourself. feel your heart , how rapidly it beats in your chest. can you look at him ? do you know that face that haunts ? the boy who saw through your stoic gaze & the boy who turns your bodycold. HE IS YOU / YOU ARE HIM. sound made , subtle & restless from lips painted red. shifted lashes , body turns. it’s not much , but you only wake for a moment brief , golden hue bathed in the waning moon. he’s right there , holds you close. you can hear it if you listen. the way his heart beats , steady in his chest. reminds you of something you never had. reminds you of the way life should have been. then you falter again , head falls towards him. this time it’s black. the type of darkness that dares swallow you whole. breathe. feel the fire that exudes from your heart drown your veins , burns yourWAKE UP ! sudden jolt , sharp inhale. ❛ shit. ❜ blink , watch the silence unfold around you , as chest rises & falls.
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WHY LEGEND OF KORRA IS ... NOT GREAT.
so i’ve had this on my mind for a very long time & i’ve decided to finally just put my opinion out there in full. i will be talking about my personal opinion about the legend of korra as a series. this is gonna be long so it’s under a read more.
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