Water, water everywhere but not a drop to bend. Not a cloud, not a mist, not anything. The ground seems so far, and yet I wonder if it would hurt if I jumped. Appa seems to fly higher each time we have a set back. Hmm, it's funny though.
Here I am surrounded by extroridinary people, then here I sit. A large lump of nothingness. Katara's beauty grows by the day, but that is only contrasted by her power. I watched her bend and it is like the water is a mere extension of her own body. She uses little effort to control it anymore. The pride of the Southern Water tribe. A waterbender with out a teacher, now a master to the Avatar.
Aang. He has grown as well. More serious more in tune with his powers and his responsibilities. At times I hate him. The jealousy that courses through me is infantile at best, but inescapable. The wieght of the entire world sets upon his slender shoulders, and yet he stands with arrows showing proudly. He has come to terms wtih who he is and his destiny.
Lucky.
Not only will he save the world, he will most likely get his girl in the end. My girl though...now that is another story. One was taken from me as a sacrifice for her people. the other is locked away in a Fire Nation prison. Tired of waiting for me to save her, fearing each day of her life, if not completely giving up. Chances are she would be dead before I ever find nout where they have her.
If that isn't enough salt in the wound, now there are more benders. Amazing people, my age or younger, with unbelievable talents. Haru is an Earth bender, as well as Toph. Haru makes the entire process seem so easy.
Then there is Toph. The girl is blind! And yet still she has the power of bending bedded inside of her as if it were planned. She was born without visual sight, but with the Earth under her bare feet she could probably see more then I ever could dream. Not even a true teenager yet and the girl is a elemental master.
Then there is the genius who makes all of my plans seem novice at best. Even the smallest of the invasion fought with an unbound determination. That in itself is a quality that surpasses amazement.
Me...Then there is me. A water tribe idiot, without the power to bend, speak in public, or even create an elaborate plan where something doesn't go wrong. Skilled only with my blades, yet I am of very little help anymore. Surrounded by the best benders that I have come in contact with has made me realize just how tiny and insignifficant I truly am.
This will be the last day of that though. Starting first light after we touch ground, I am going to intensify my training. I will be a master. I cannot say that I will ever bend, or that I will ever have the intelligence that I would like to think, but her I swear on my mother, that I will become a master bladesman.