Sorry for the wait...in addition to being back in school, I also suffered a brief bout of writer's block. But the new chappie is here, and I hope you enjoy it.

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The door was massive. Roku marveled at the sight…the thick wooden beams stretched taller and wider than any door he had ever seen. In the center of the door lay a series of twisting pipes, with three blue knobs bearing the symbol of the Air Nomads. Roku studied the pipes, recalling his days in Fire Lord Azon's palace. Many doors in the palace could only be opened with firebending…he supposed that this door bore a similar mechanism. None of the doors in the palace could compare with this one, however…the door to the Air Temple Sanctuary.

He looked to Monk Nashi, who simply stood aside and nodded. No words were needed; Roku looked up and noticed two openings in the pipes where blasts of air could enter. He nodded back to Nashi and took a deep breath, stepping forward as the gusts of air emitted from his fingers. The blue knobs wiggled slightly…Roku concentrated, leaning forward even more and strengthening his airbending. One by one, the knobs flipped around, each one sounding out a different note. Together, the three knobs produced a sound that was strangely melodic…and yet, somewhat haunting.

For a moment, nothing seemed to happen…Roku could hear the notes echoing behind the door, but everything remained still. Then, the door slowly swung open, revealing nothing but darkness inside. Wary, Roku glanced at Nashi, who simply nodded again. The Avatar stepped inside, hearing his footsteps echoing throughout the room. His eyes were still adjusting to the dimness; he had no idea just how large the room was, but as he listened to the echoes, he knew…the room was enormous.

He shivered as he walked…something about this room gave him chills. He walked slowly and quietly, as though he did not want to disturb the darkness. His eyes slowly adjusted to the shadows, and he could barely make out something in front of him. Instinctively, he reached out and touched cold stone. Feeling it, he understood that it was a statue, and suddenly, he felt an overwhelming urge to see the statue's face. He lit an orb of fire in his palm and held it close to the figure's face.

Kozar…

A firebender stared back at him. "Kozar… Kozar…" Roku whispered. How do I know his name?

To his right was another statue, the statue of an airbender.

Kaki…

To his left, an earthbender.

Hana…

Beyond the earthbender, a waterbender.

Shimo…

Roku brightened the light in his hand, seeing many more and knowing each one by name. He lit another orb in his other hand and combined the two, brightening the room as much as he dared…and was astounded by what he saw. The statues continued spiraling upward, lining the walls of the sanctuary. They stretched farther than his little light could reach. Young and old, men and women, Air, Water, Earth, Fire…there had to be hundreds…no, thousands of them.

And he knew them all.

Monk Nashi chuckled softly. Roku had nearly forgotten that he was there, and he turned to him, overcome with awe. "Do not be surprised, Avatar Roku," Nashi said. "Why wouldn't you know your own past lives?"

My past lives…

Roku could only shake his head in wonder as the names continued to fill his mind. "So many…" His initial fear had melted away, and was now replaced by reverence. He stood, taking it all in, overwhelmed with the privilege of standing in that room. Each statue represented a legend…and one day, he would join them.

Roku smiled and walked slowly among the statues, feeling drawn toward the one at the very end. The statue of a tall woman stood there. A headdress adorned her head, and she held an open fan in each hand. She wore the clothes of a warrior…heavy armor hanged from her shoulders, and the symbol of bravery was engraved into her robes. Roku, however, was most drawn to her face. It displayed so many things at once…beauty and strength, sternness and gentleness, power and compassion…

"Avatar Kyoshi," Roku said, quietly, "I am not worthy to follow in your footsteps."

Roku was surprised when everything suddenly brightened. A strange warmth seeped into his soul, and the room began to melt away. It was bizarre, but somehow, Roku knew that he had no reason to be afraid. The room and statues slowly faded away, leaving only Roku and the statue of Avatar Kyoshi. He found himself standing on top of a mountain, in a place that he had never seen before…clouds billowed around him, and the sun shown down in rays of light orange and yellow. Strange as it was, it was a peaceful place, and the tranquility made him forget his troubles.

He looked back at the statue of Avatar Kyoshi, only to discover that it was no longer there. In its place stood a woman in green robes. Her painted face beamed at him, and her red lips smiled gently. "Of course you're worthy, Roku," she said. Roku simply balked as she lifted a metal fan to her face, fanning herself lightly and chuckling.

Back in the sanctuary, Nashi watched Roku carefully. He nodded with approval as Roku's eyes began to glow, signaling his connection with his past life. "Enjoy your first visit to the Spirit World, Avatar," he mumbled. "I'll be waiting for you when you get back."