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~.+.~Sightless~.+.~
Prologue
I woke up early as usual rising with the sun, the shadows of my damaged vision greeting me. It's like my inner being won't let me forget that Agni Kai. I already have a scar to remember it by. Large and rough, Uncle tells me it's red. Red like my father's anger that day.
I walked over to my dresser and felt for my clothes. The top drawer had my robes, the second my undergarments and the last drawer contained things I will never use again. It is full of my books, maps, drawings and my journal. I never really used the journal any way, but I did like to drawing and I was very good at it earning me the praise of many royal tutors. Drawing was something I had that Azula didn't, she couldn't make coal into faces or paint into dreamscapes. Now neither can I. Uncle tells me I should stick with what I love and I'll find a way to do it, but he isn't the one that's blind I am.
~.+.~Sightless~.+.~
I changed quickly and walked to the deck of the ship. The ship never changes, I don't need assistance, long nights without sleeping, swinging a long forgotten cane around the ship studying and learning it made sure of that. When I got the deck the world went from pure darkness to soft grey. I can at least tell the difference between light and dark. I would probably go crazy if I couldn't.
Suddenly a river of light shot up into the sky. It appeared a powerful hot white before my eyes and vanished within the second. It had to be the avatar.