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Pairing(s): Ursa & Zuko.
Warning(s): None.
Word Count: 100.
Canon Compliant.
Zuko still smells like cinnamon and grass despite his best attempts to scrub them away. Ursa buries her nose in his hair and neck. She has to relish the smell, commit this to her memory now. No one else will smell like her children. Surely, nothing else will provide the comfort their scents do.
He is too long, too heavy for her to comfortably carry anymore. He no longer needs a nanny to cart him around. He still needs his mother, but that's not an option.
Iroh will fill the emotional spaces she leaves behind. Someone has to.
"Wake up."