A Sea of Shadows

by nightfall26

Those beautiful cerulean eyes, as full and rich as the sea. They were clear now, clarified, empty of pain and sorrow. I bent down to kiss her, and as our lips met, I felt the same spark that I had felt since the very first day I'd seen her. REVIEW. Zutara. Formerly called "Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones"

10. Thoughts and Meditation

Here you go, another chapter!

So, I chopped this chapter in half, and you only get a teeeeeny bit. SO REVIEW LOTS AND YOU'LL GET MORE!

~nightfall26

KATARA POV

I heard the humming of voices around me, and felt the gentle pressure of someone else's hand on mine. Someone kissed my forehead. Someone else smoothed the hair out of my eyes.

Yet, through this all, I couldn't muster the strength to even open my eyes. At least I had time to think. The surrounding darkness was comforting, in an odd way. I remembered being struck by Brockam's lightening. And after that... Hearing Zuko scream my name. It had been strangely good to hear his voice, amongst all the pain.

Now I was just floating, in the sea of my thoughts.

I was vaguely wondering who was holding my hand. Was it Aang? Or was it Zuko? I focused on the hand, and once I felt the comforting heat radiating from it, knew it was Zuko. I could have laughed. Where was Aang, in all of this? I was too drained to heal myself, so therefore, someone must have done it for me. I felt a definite ache where I had been struck by the lightening, so they hadn't completed the healing very well.

At long last, however, I felt myself slipping back into unconsciousness. I thanked the spirits and sank gratefully into the darkness.

AANG POV (About an hour prior)

At the moment, I was attempting to meditate. Meditate and ponder life. Thinking about anything else was much too complicated. Every so often, I'd see Katara's blue eyes flash before my eyes, and hurt would mess up my impeccable concentration. The road to becoming less of a child was rough, but I'd do it. I understood Katara's body language. She didn't want me to be so childish around her. Maybe if I grew a little bit, and grew my hair out... Beefed up a bit... Dyed my hair black... Got a scar...

Okay, I couldn't look like Zuko. That was out of the picture. Maybe if I tried, I could look like Sokka. My scrawniness was certainly more suited to looking like him.

Except for the ponytail. I shuddered minutely. Never a ponytail like that.

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Now, that's all that I'm giving you, because if I dont get a minimum of 3 REVIEWS on either this chapter or any prior chapters, I WON'T UPDATE!
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~nightfall26