Drabble One:
The Price to Pay
Korra had done it, she was finally a fully realized Avatar, but the cost she endured for it, was one she never wanted to pay.
"You don't have to do this alone." Bolin looked at her, gone were the dazzling green naïve eyes full of laughter and innocence. No, the war had changed them all, and even the easy going earthbender with his head in the clouds had been pulled down to the cynical and jaded earth, forever grounded by the toll the war had taken. But then again, losing a brother who was every family member rolled into one, can do that to a person.
Korra refused to meet his eyes, unable to look at the brother she failed. She had failed to protect Mako leaving Bolin an orphan in every sense of the word, and even though she knew it was cruel to abandon him now, she couldn't bare the thought of not being able to protect him too. Letting Bolin come along while she tracked down and eliminated every last one of Amon's followers was too dangerous, and she would not, could not lose anyone else. Leaving him behind was the safest option.
She owed it to Mako to keep Bolin safe, and as she lifted the worn red scarf to cover her the lower half of her face, breathing in the comforting scent of the firebender that even in death still held her heart, she prayed that some day Bo would understand.
Just a drabble that's been rattling around in my head... I have a couple ideas for a few more, hopefully my muse will help me get them out.
Reviews would be lovely!
-Athena Kyle
Sunday, June 10, 2012