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200 word drabble: Ice Cold Change
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avatar_500 prompt #68, Revisit.
Summary: It feels too small around her, like her little girl's clothes.
Ice Cold Change
Her braid just felt right hanging from the back of her head. Her parka felt the way clothing was supposed to feel. The air on her face, the bight of the wind, the shining white ice all around her, all of it whispered home to her.
Katara stood in the middle of the village, in the middle of the tents and undersized huts, the tiny circle of home, run down, small and too tight around her.
Aang, she knew, could never go home. Toph she knew, wouldn't go home. She wondered if Zuko felt this way back in the Fire Nation, or if being Firelord was big enough for him. She wondered if Sokka and Suki felt this way, on little Kyoshi Island, surrounded by people who had never left home.
But so many people here had left home. The South Pole was full of people who had seen the world.
It used to be that this was the world, it used to be that when her father left, he left her world completely. It used to be that the empty space around them felt so big.
She ran to Gran-Gran's tent. "Master Pakku, can you get your students together?"
avatar_500 prompt #68, Revisit.Summary: It feels too small around her, like her little girl's clothes.
Ice Cold Change
Her braid just felt right hanging from the back of her head. Her parka felt the way clothing was supposed to feel. The air on her face, the bight of the wind, the shining white ice all around her, all of it whispered home to her.
Katara stood in the middle of the village, in the middle of the tents and undersized huts, the tiny circle of home, run down, small and too tight around her.
Aang, she knew, could never go home. Toph she knew, wouldn't go home. She wondered if Zuko felt this way back in the Fire Nation, or if being Firelord was big enough for him. She wondered if Sokka and Suki felt this way, on little Kyoshi Island, surrounded by people who had never left home.
But so many people here had left home. The South Pole was full of people who had seen the world.
It used to be that this was the world, it used to be that when her father left, he left her world completely. It used to be that the empty space around them felt so big.
She ran to Gran-Gran's tent. "Master Pakku, can you get your students together?"
