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Be prepared for the death of children. And possibly others.
i have trancefered this story from my other acount that i use for, different kinds of writing. So it is my own work, i case anyone saw it under another name.
What's Left Here
The streets where cold and oddly desolate. If you stepped outside, you could almost feel the sickness in the air. All over, people where dying. And not just benders anymore, but ordinary people too. Water tribe children where dropping from fever, while the blood of a fire bender might frees in their veins, and Earth Kingdome people moved sluggishly across the rocks and soil that where their friends. The sky had lost its bright color and was now always a shade of grey. The air was stiff and heavy in the peoples thoughts as though it to had been infected. And it may have been. No one knew what had started this illness, or spreading it. Each day the sickness claimed new victims to take the place of those it had killed. And there was no cure.
