Aang’s eyes fluttered open. He tried to remember what happened in the past few moments. It felt like Appa had run headlong into him. He stared around him to try and orient himself, figure out what was going on. Zuko was lying on his back on the ground. That looked familiar enough. But now Katara … Continue reading →

The Firelord needed three things: a strong mind, a strong body, and strong fire. Ozai’s beliefs were twisted in a number of ways, but on this, Zuko agreed with him. If their nation’s leader looked weak in any area, the nation looked weak as a whole. Weakness meant distrust in the monarchy. It meant panic … Continue reading →