Tourniquet
Azula had a deceiving look about her. She appeared to be just a pretty girl, but she did have the 'fear me' look in her eyes. Deep down in her honey colored eyes lied pain, regret, betrayal. Her dark hair which used to be a bun with her chin length bangs in front of her face, was all jaggedly cut.
She used to have red lips as her make up but as gross as it seems, the screaming used lots of saliva whipping it clean off. She screamed for salvation. She screamed for deliverance. She even screamed about how she had fallen.
Azula, princess of the fire nation had fallen. To some it was no surprise. To others they thought she was a great leader. Others, thought later in time she would fall.
She remembered the day that her older brother Zuko, had defeated her in a Agni kai sending her straight into madness. She was chained to a drain by Katara to try to escape she blew blue fire out of her mouth.
She soon cried uncontrollably relishing there was no escape. Azula would lie into the assulam for eternity as her tourniquet.