A Divine Truth
Father once told me, "To control our element is to control the world." I have never forgotten it. I face my mediation candles, and his words echo in my mind again. My eyes drink in the brilliant gleam of the fire as I concentrate on each pulsing flame. I concentrate my will and they gently bend and twist. I, captivated by its obedience, run my fingernails through them and revel in the scorching warmth.
I believe Father with every fiber of my being. It truly is a gift to control fire, and Agni has chosen me to be the greatest of my time. I shut my eyes and dream.
I look up to the sun and Agni kisses my hands, leaving golden marks on my white skin. They sink in, and heat rushes up my spine and reverberates through my brain, whispering, "You are my own—my representative on earth."
Gently putting me on the ground, he commands me to go forth and change the face of the world, and I obey.
I stretch my hands up and invoke the fire within my heart. With a breath like an impassioned scream, I thrust my fist forward and release it. Its power shatters the air and causes it to shimmer and waver.
The air is no match for the fire.
I turn to a pool of water and place my fists into it. I concentrate my will and its lazily swilling surface begins to bubble and twist, tormented by the heat of my divine flames. Eventually it steams and evaporates to nothing.
The water is no match for the fire.
I turn to a rock. I stand back and send a steady stream of flame at it. It resists almost bravely for a while, but soon it is a pile of molten rubble.
The earth is no match for the fire.
I turn to fire and I am back in front of my candles, my heart reminding me of a divine truth.
To control my element is to control the world, and I, Azula, will do so.