"Gotta run, gotta get back to the camp"
He could barely feel his naked feet touching the cold ground, the freezing air filling his lungs and the air in his face. With the moon as his lamp he followed the lonely dark road in front of him. There was nothing more, not even a cricket singing in the shadows, bird or a rat or even one of those annoying mosquito's; they were afraid of something, of something that was still hiding in the shadows and waiting for him to show any weakness, for him to surrender.
A rock hit his foot and made him fall to his knees. It is just too much; every muscle he has is aching from the effort and the wounds, they are begging for a rest. His body is screaming "Rest, just a quick rest" His common sense is telling "Give up, there isn't even a small chance" But he don't give up, he can't for the sake of the one he is carrying in his arms. He saw her one more time, eyes closed, blood dripping and a painfully expression fixed in her face. And his hearth is screaming more loudly "Stand up, Stand up¡¡¡"He must continue, maybe Katara can help her and with this thought he continues his march.
A light appears not so far away, he is close, he is safe. Everything he sees is flurry but he can recognize some voices.
"Aang, oh my god what happened to you¡¡??" Says a female voice
"Hold on buddy, it will be alright" Now talks a man
He is exhausted, it is the limit of his body and so he falls trying the best to protect the girl in his arms.
"I will heal you right away Aang¡¡" again a girl is talking to him
"No, no she needs it more badly than me¡¡"
"Just hang on"
"No, you don't understand, she is more injured, she is more important¡¡"
He needs to tell them, to let them know; to save her.
"Help…Toph…please"
His strength flatter and suddenly keeping awake is too hard, and then everything goes black as the voices started to disappear in the darkness and his eyes start to close.
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