Title: Crossing Over

Rating: K

Word Count: ~ 460

Summary: "Lost love is still love, Korra. It just takes a different form." – The Five People You Meet in Heaven. [Korra Appreciation Week Day 1: Family/Crossover]

Author Note: Please listen to "On a Hymnsong of Philip Bliss" during your read.

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"I…" Korra looked at the ground and shoved her hands in her pockets. "I never thought it would get to this point. It just always seemed so…impossible and far off."

"I know," Senna wrapped an arm around her daughter's shoulders. "It's hard to accept."

Despite the weight pressing down on her heart and soul, despite all odds her body felt light. She felt young, her joints spry and her muscles strong and resilient. It felt as if she could quite literally rip a mountain from the ground and raise it above her head in a showing of pure force and power. Yet, somehow, she knew in the back of her mind that this was an illusion.

"We left a lot of people behind…" Korra leaned on her mother, relishing in the feeling. It had been so long since she had last been able to do that.

"There are tradeoffs…" she smiled. "I had to leave before your father did."

For the past few years, Korra thought often of her legacy. After all, what more could a legacy be than something one left behind that paid forward? But now, all she could ponder was the effect on those closest to her as the far-reaching ripples of her life and actions on faraway people and lands seemed insignificant to Korra, the person.

"But everyone has to do this," Senna pulled Korra into a hug. "You've always been so brave."

"I-I…" Korra squeezed her eyes shut, thinking hard about what she was leaving behind, "I left them behind I promised—"

"Lost love is still love, Korra. It just takes a different form."

Korra gathered her gumption, and took a deep breath. In the end, her Avatar duties were never truly done. She had a new set of responsibilities due to begin as soon as she was ready. She had always said that she was ready to face change and find balance whether between people and spirits or within herself. She was prepared; she always had been.

"I'm ready, Mom," Korra nodded. "I'm ready to cross over."

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Somewhere in the Earth Kingdom, a young toddler ambled around in her parent's yard. She didn't know much yet, but she knew that she had a friend. Sometimes she glowed blue, but the most peculiar thing was that no one else could see her. But that didn't matter. Her friend's name was Korra, and she said that one day, she would make the world a better place.