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Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar the Fire Lord would be dead, and if I owned 1984 then I'd be a dude.
Long Feng sat in his study, thinking. He did that quite a bit, thinking. One could say it was a habit, but then, if thinking was a habit then so was breathing. Come to think of it, he did breathe quite a bit, too.
But Long Feng was thinking about something very important. Ba Sing Se already had many walls, built up by his predecessors, but time was eroding the walls away. As the war grew, the walls shrank, until one day he walked into the University and heard three students arguing over what they thought Fire Lord Azulon would do next. To be truthful, very few things scared Long Feng, but knowledge was one of them. He had to prevent it. The constant stream of refugees…there had to be a silence. A muffler to press over everyone's mouth, to keep them quiet, safe, secure. Secret.
He took a long swig from his bottle, then opened up a top drawer mindlessly. Long Feng didn't believe in magic, but he was completely sure that the book hadn't been there before. It was very slender, and just had a series of numbers across it and a name. He opened up the book and gasped. It was a miracle, a gift from God (the same, coincidently, who had gifted the fire nation with his glorious gas), a secret was to suppress the refugees happily. Long Feng spent hours reading it, before placing the book carefully down on the desk.
"1984." He muttered. "1984."
78 I won't ask the Dai Li if they ever read 1984.
80 I will not call Long Feng "Big Brother."
Written by Purple
