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Tokka Week 7: TogetherThey were among the last of their generation.
They had watched the life seep out of their enemies. They had laid to rest so many friends and allies. He had seen thousands of sunsets- but they never lost their beauty. She had hundreds of times felt the sun's energizing rays on her skin- yet always sought it out.
They had regaled four generations of their descendants with tales of their adventures, their discoveries. Their fight to right a terrible wrong.
They told the story of two broken people made whole together.
Among their closest friends they counted world leaders. Spiritual guides. Warriors. Scholars. In their marriage, their elements, though separate, became one.
He became her eyes. Through him, she came to appreciate the beauty of her world.
She became his rock. Relying on her, he achieved heights he never thought possible.
Of course, such different people would never always agree. They had their arguments. Their hardships. Their heartbreak. They weren't that special, after all,
Tokka week 6: PillowMy eyes flew open as the bed shifted- Toph was awake and reaching for her thick green robe.
Feeding time? I asked in the silence of pre-dawn morning- or late night. I wasnt sure which.
Yes, Sokka- and it just takes one. I smiled at her as she slid out of the bed. A cold wind blew just then- and I pulled her back.
Wait a sec, Toph. Listen.
To what? Though the shadows hid her face, I could still hear the scowl in her voice.
Silence as she processed what I was saying. In the low firelight I saw he grin as she turned back to me.
You know shes going to wake up as soon as I get back in there.
Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe shell- dare I say- sleep through the night?
Jayas just two months old.
So? She laughed- but I got what I wanted when she took off the robe and slid back into bed. Her toes were already cold- and she lost no time in sticking them u
Tokka Week 5: Hide and SeekI was surprised to walk into the library and feel someone underground.
Not that this was an unusual occurrence in our house. With four earthbenders in residence- two under the age of ten- it was inevitable that wed now and again feel each other underfoot. What was strange was that this particular bender had dared to trespass under dads sanctuary- and so soon after moms last complaint about sagging foundations.
I ignored him as I closed the door and went to the shelves to get dads copy of Waterbending technology. Clearing a space on his permanently cluttered desk- what in the world was his boomerang doing here?- I rolled out the scroll and found the passage I needed. Only then did I turn my attention to the recalcitrant sibling still hiding underground.
Taking firm hold of the walls of his hidey hole to prevent escape, I lifted the floor and a portion of the houses foundations to expose him. He tried to escape, but was no match for a bender twic
Tokka 4: Sneak AttackHe still didnt understand how it had happened.
He stared at her as she rested, the grief- stricken lines of her face relaxing in sleep, her tiny body cushioned by a thick blanket. His mouth twitched into a small smile- sixteen years old, and she wasnt much taller than shed been at twelve.
How the years had flown as theyd fought side by side, back to back, routing out pockets of rebellion throughout the Fire Nation. Shed come to his rescue when he had left to find his sword and boomerang. Shed kept the others away when Suki had returned to Kyoshi Island- and a life that didnt include him. Hed stood beside her in that final nasty confrontation with her parents.
Ah, if only theyd known then
He brushed a stray lock of hair away from her tearstained face- it had grown out so much. Leaning against the wide trunk of the tree behind him, he pulled his eyes away from the firelight dancing over her features and stared up at the night sk
Tokka 3: FlameIt's not easy being alone when everyone around you seems to have paired off.
Not that I was about to admit it to anyone, of course. I had a reputation to maintain. But sometimes, it was hard. They sometimes forgot that closed doors are no barrier for me.
I could always see them.
The quick kisses, the passionate embraces- I saw them all. They've made me feel like a spy among the first people to make me feel welcome. And I hated it.
Growing up, I've never had a good opinion of "love". Love was why my parents locked me away. Love was why they denied my existence. It's possible that they deluded themselves into thinking that love was the reason they'd sent two bounty hunters after me. I believed that I had that emotion to blame for so many of the hardships in my life. And I was supposed to trust it? Even look for it? Please.
But in the time I spent with the others, I realized something. Love is also the reason Sokka didn't let Katara go off alone after Aang was taken. Love was why I
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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