We beat on.
Light seeped in through the small holes that had been formed in the curtain many years previous. Bolin lifted his head slowly, his eyes poorly adjusting to the piercing light. It was in that moment, bathed in ripples of light that he recalled the events that had led him here by pure coincidence. Bolin had intended, before he moved here, that his education would have been used to its full potential. He had attended one of the finest universities in the land. Bolin had not come into this life easily however, he had worked harder than most to put himself in this position, and life had not treated him and his brother in any kind of courteous manner.
His brother Mako, taller and slimmer than Bolin, however they are both considered to be handsome men in their own right. Mako had also worked hard alongside his brother and was now considered a wealthy gentlemen, he had his own estate and of course his beautiful wife and child, Asami and Kira. Mako and Bolin had made their fortune in sports; they both became champions of their age, featured in all the newspapers and posters around the country.
Bolin meandered into his kitchen which looked upon the grand mansion which stood next to his infinitely smaller house. Up in the smallest window of the tower, unbeknownst to Bolin, stirred a figure that Bolin had yet to meet. Bolin started to organise the library of books he had acquired to procure the skills he needed for his new employment. The stock market was booming in Republic city and was now drawing in people with wild dreams of making their fortune working for the brokers on Major Street.
A knock to the door jarred Bolin from his train as thought as he remembered that his brother had invited him across the bay to see him and his family. The driver stood at the door in his smart attire and insisted he come right away. As they rode in the car through the long journey round the coast line, Bolin smiled fondly at the memory of his brother and wife, what a riot they had had when they were younger, they were in the heart of the party, enjoying the new found wealth and fortune. He looked at his reflection in the window of the car and noted that once again he was wearing the grin his brother sometimes mocked him for but as he continued to look at his face a magnificent building came into view, with the windows catching the sunlight of the evening and glaring across the bay, right toward his own modest house.
As he exited the car, he could see his brother galloping towards the main door on his powerful stallion to greet Bolin. Bolin couldn't help but light up and wave and jump towards his brother as he bellowed his greetings and noted how Mako lightly chuckled on his mount. Today was the first time the brothers had seen each other in over a year.