I've had this account for a while now but I haven't posted anything on it, and I've begun to feel that now is the time I should do so.
This, my first entry, is going to be a Drabble Story, comprised of numerous Avatar: The Last Airbender drabblings which just happen to pop up into my mind.
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To begin with, here is some very, very general drabble on That Banished Prince of the Fire Mongerers, Zuko.
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Zuko peered contemplatively through the curtains of his room at the bathhouse. Somehow his Uncle had sniffed the place out for them, and the spirits knew they'd needed the relaxation.
His golden eyes narrowed as he looked at the pink, blossoming sakura waving in the wind. For a reason unbeknownst to him, those blossoms aroused a strange anger and hate within his soul.
He wished fervently that he could escape the hate that so pervaded his veins, but it seemed that, no matter what he did, it persisted.
He closed his eyes of molten gold, roiling and glistening with pain so they were, and took in a deep, calming breath.
When he opened his eyes again, the sakura greeted him sweetly.
The breath escaped his lips in a sigh.
The delicate silken petals almost seemed too perfect, waving delicately in the breeze, every other stray petal coming loose from its blossom and fluttering gently away.
Perhaps they enraged him because of the innocence they represented--an innocence he seemed to have lost.
He closed his eyes.
His innocence.
But how could he have lost it? Was it really lying at the feet of his father, destroyed, disgraced, smoldering; burned as utterly as the left side of his face?
His eyes burned.
He lifted his right hand to touch the maimed skin over his left eye, running his fingers over the soft, discolored folds in a skilled caress.
His eyes burned.
He fell forward, his elbow striking the edge of the window, his body slumping against the wall.
His eyes burned so terribly.
And though his body heaved with anguish, he refused to let the hot tears come.
His eyes would have to burn ...
For eternity.
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