Canvas of Life
by SMYGO4EVA
For a moment, Kuvira felt like a stranger in a strange land. Even after all that had happened, after all that she had done, in the name of progress and freedom, being the Great Uniter, Kuvira thought she was doing the right thing. But Korra was right: what she had done couldn't be erased or brought back from the past.
Without even a figurative map, she had ventured forth, delving into hidden geography, relying only on what her senses and her mind had told her. She wasn't afraid of the progress she was making, and by every indication, she was making progress.
It wasn't like this before, when she was going on this path alone. She had enjoyed herself, without all the huge responsibilities. It didn't seem to have the same impact, the one that lingered, and the one that was happening now. The landscape was similar, but everything seemed magnified.
Every word from Korra, the Avatar, let Kuvira know she was on the right track, on the canvas of life.