It's a terrible thing.
Bloodbending.
As my veins twisted and turned, I wondered if I would ever get out of this.
Then, I lay in a cold box. Unable to free myself. Stuck, with no one to save me.
Mako. Will I ever see you again?
Longing for him viscously clawed at me.
I remembered us arm in arm, at the equalist rally.
I remembered our kiss, and his soft lips as they caressed mine.
It was like nothing in the world.
I sat against the wall and brought my knees up to my chest.
Bolin? Will I ever see you again?
I remembered us laughing together, without a care in the world.
I brought my head down to my knees as tears slipped down my cheeks.
I will get out of this, I will do whatever it takes.
She can't be gone.
I would go to extremes to find her. I may have to.
My heart raced.
Equalists. They've gone too far. They can't take the girl that I..
I can't love Korra. I love Asami.
Don't I?
Mako!
As he came into view, my heart pounded with joy.
He carefully picked me up, like I was something helpless and breakable.
I looked up at him, and he was speaking to me, but not listening to what he was saying. I was still trying to decipher whether or not this was real.
He lay me down and smoothed my skin with his fingertips.
Electricity ran through me.
Everything is going to be alright.
Everything is fine now that I'm here with Mako.
Korra!
She was slumped over on Naga, looking exhausted and defeated.
Without thinking, I ran over to her.
"Give her some space!" I said to the others.
Gently, I picked her up and cradled her in my arms.
I assured her that she was alright, that everything was going to be alright, and lay her down.
I ran my fingers through her hair and over her skin, comforting her.
She's safe, she's with me now.