The Darkness I Know So Well
Prolouge.
Weakness. That's what I think when I see myself. Looking into a pool I can bearly bring myself to splash it for I know that this pitiful image of my face is bound to return, glaring back up at the weakness that is me.
Why did this start and why do I stay? Maybe I was able to handle a few attackng animals on my village, but not the constant threat that is the Fire Nation. I'm in way over my head and this drowning feeling is bound to kill me inside. That is, if I'm not already dead.
I'm not... am I?