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Scattered Remains Ch.5 IrohIroh
Iroh looked out the window as he stopped the tea from overflowing on the stove, checking to see the time from the sun. When he looked up into the sky, though, it wasn't the sun he saw, but a large white mound of fur flying by. He smiled, and, leaving the tea unfinished, went out the teashop door to watch as appa landed on a nearby hill.
He went back inside and started to clean off the tables, throwing trash away, and putting dirty dishes into the sink, when zuko and the others walked in. "And how are you today uncle?" Zuko asked as he came to give Iroh a hug. Zuko looked at him, worry on his face, when Iroh did not respond. Iroh looked over at the others, who were starting some argruement in a far corner of the shop. "Actually, I"m not sure. I heard something very important today." Zuko's face turned serious as he listened to his uncle's words. "A man came into the shop early this morning, and gave
Scattered Remains Ch.4 Lu TenLu Ten
Lu Ten's eyes opened to darkness. He was blind, as usual, but he was not deaf, not dumb. The ringing of a voice, a comforting and well known, but also a new and unsure sound, shot through the darkness, and with it something rapping around his waist. A hug. "and how is my son the Luitenant today?" My laughter came quickly, as if it was something I was always hearing this voice say. "Hello there general, ready to set off towards victory?" A clacking noise started, and it seemed as if we were walking. "We have almost and hour till departure, how about a nice peaceful moment sitting under the shade of a tree near the turtleduck pond? I'm sure your cousins are there, no doupt hoping for their great Lu Ten to bid them farewell." His arm unwrapped form my waist, and it sounded as if he was walking farther left then I was. My footsteps stopped. " Father, we have no time for playing around with ducklings and children, we have to be ready for battle as soon as we s
Scattered Remains Ch.3 UrsaUrsa
"don't forget who you are." I lay Zuko back down, and turn unwillingly towards the door, pulling up my hood, the sound of my tears pattering against the cloth. I enter the doorway, and turn my head enough to see his sleeping form, but my sight is overcome by tears once more. "I promise I shall come back for you, no matter the cost. I will always love you, my son." It's barely a whisper, I can almost not even hear my own voice, and was sure that he couldn't hear it either. But it was still said and lingered in the air around him, and it would linger there till my return. I walk through the palace halls of the living quarters, hacening my pace,hoping the midnight guard had already passed here. Finally, the safety of the garden door, moonlight dazzling the moonflowers and vines over the doorway, was in my midst. I slowed down, hoping knowone had decided to come here tonight, for I should have been gone this morning. As I came to the safety of the moonlight, a
Scattered Remains Ch.2 ZukoZuko
The turtle duck pond, my favourite place. I sit in my mother's lap, throwing bread to the turtleducklings. Azula, a toddler at the time, sits beside us, trying to catch one of the ducklings.Not to close, Azula, you'll fall in. She grabs her, and sets her in here lap next to me. Azula pouts, but stays there. Can we stay here forever mom? Right here is perfect. She smiles at me and my silly 6 year old thoughts.well, that WOULD be nice wouldn't it, but you guys have to go to bed sometime. She starts to tickle us, then picks us up, and starts to carry us to the garden door. Suddenly, I feel a pulling at my shoulder and....
"Your higheness, it's time for the wake up call you ordered." Zuko turns in his bed, groaning. Why did I order a wake up call today anyway? Isnt today my rest day? "I not ready yet, please leave." He shews the servant away, and covers his head with one of his pillows. " But sir, you...." "I said I'm not ready yet!" zuko's v
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers--
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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