Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I claim to own any characters or concepts related to Avatar: the Last Airbender. This is a nonprofit work of fanfiction.
100 Stones is a drabble collection, which means each story posted under the 100 Stones title will be precisely one hundred words in length. Continuity between drabbles is, for now at least, nonexistent; each story is self-contained. I mostly 'ship canon, which means you should expect lots of Katara/Aang, Mai/Zuko, Sokka/Suki, and one-sided Toph/Sokka, with the occasional dip into Ty Lee/Azula, Jet/Zuko, and alternate permutations of Sokka, Suki, and Toph. I like gen. I do not like Zutara.
Reviews are wonderful, but they aren't necessary. If you read any one of these stories and like it, that's good enough for me. :)
I am taking requests for additional drabbles, which you can submit via either a review or a PM, whichever is easiest for you. Should you request a pairing-specific drabble, I ask that you please stick to the pairings I have listed above. That's just the way it's got to be.
Okay! That's enough yammering from me. Let's get these stones rolling. (Haha, sorry, sorry!) Now, of course, that everyone's left...
This is where your heart lives
The temple is thick with dust now, its halls empty, its rooms bereft. The bells that once chimed out the hours of prayer are silent, deadened with rust.
He no longer knows if this is his home.
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Katara says, "You're welcome to stay with us. I mean, if you want. As long as you want."
The South Pole is cold, but Aang was a child in the mountains; he is accustomed to snow and winds so sharp and cold they cut to the bone. And Katara is here.
He says, "Okay. I'll stay."
Her smile is like a bell calling him to prayer.
This story was originally posted at livejournal on 04/26/2009 for lj user a_white_rain.