Howdy! I became inspired to write another fic based on a song. This time 'I Will' by The Beatles. Again listening to the song before reading may help. I love the song, and thought it would be a good background for a story, so enjoy and don't forget to R&R.
Sunshine and the smell of flowers and freshly baked dough drenched the Ba Sing Se markets that day. A certain young man walked joyfully with a spring in his step. It was technically 'hot' that day, but this particular man could care less. He could've walked thousands of miles by now and not noticed, as he was so wrapped up in his joyful thoughts.
His shoes tapped the cobblestone paths to the tune of a song only he could hear, a tune that played through his head every waking moment. He rather enjoyed the sound of the music, which had become very familiar over the last few days. He'd noticed previously that his life seemed to have a soundtrack lately, and he'd based his actions around it. Why should today be any different? This song was bright and light, making him feel like a feather floating on a breeze as he walked.
The wide grin on his face would be perceived as naïve by many passersby, but the object clutched in his hand would debunk all suspicions as to the Avatar's destination. The bald monk strode happily along the alleys of Ba Sing Se with a small bouquet of flowers clasped in his hand. His head nodded and his feet tapped in time with the inaudible song in his head as he moved closer and closer to his place of residence and, more importantly, the love of his life.
Many saw him that day and returned his enthusiastic grin, but all words seemed to bounce harmlessly off of some invisible field around him. That grin had led many people through the darkest of time, and it grew wider and happier as he neared the door to his residence. His entrance would be the last anybody in Ba Sing Se saw of him that day.