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Prologue

"Aang, where'd you put my water bending water?"

"It's, uuhhh…I dunno. Did you ask me to put it somewhere?"

"YES, Aang, I asked you to pack it up with the pots and pans."

"Oh. I didn't do that. Sorry"

Katara shoved the remaining supplies into Apa's saddlebag, silently fuming over Aang's lack of responsibility. Aang continued preparing Apa for flight, lost in his imagination, and furthermore, completely ignorant to the glares Katara shot his way.

Only a year ago were they in this very desert, but at that time they had been desperate for water, shelter, and time to teach Aang the basics of earthbending. Now, of course, the only thing they were desperate for was adventure.

"I FOUND IT," called a voice from atop a sand dune far away. Aang and Katara looked up to see Sokka and Suki approaching them with a brittle-looking plant gathered in their arms.

"We got it, now the witch lady can do some voodoo on us," Sokka said proudly.

"Sokka, what did I tell you? She's not a witch, she's a fortune teller," Katara replied, exasperated. Aang rolled his eyes, removing his shirt from his sweat-soaked body.

"All right, everybody, Apa's not feeling too well, so keep it down back there," Aang warned, hopping onto his spot on Apa's neck. Apa let out an over-exaggerated groan.

Sokka , Suki, Toph, Katara, and Zuko climbed into the saddle. Once seated comfortably, the crew took off into the burning, orange sky.

While everyone else stretched out peacefully, Aang grew concerned. This woman they were seeing was going to the plant to cast a "spell" and reveal the children's secrets, pasts, and futures. There was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, as if he should be concerned about his results. Glancing behind him, he tried to reassure himself.

We're doing this for fun, he thought. And they already know everything about me.