By the Moonlight
Across the lake sits Air Temple Island. He's perched on his window sill, staring at it with wonder. He's always had this view of the great Temple, but never had he really taken an interest.
Her dark brown hair, pulled into a high ponytail.
What's taken his interest now, he asks himself. He knows the answer, truly. But will he admit it? Never.
Her eyes, narrowed in determination, anticipation. Ready to fight.
"You're the Avatar..."
Under his breath, he whispers, "And I'm an idiot."