A short one, but I'll post again tomorrow. Promise
Travels of an Old man I
"Sigh" Iroh raised his hand and protected his eyes from the sun. "Nice day." He told himself. He had been walking for several hours, looking for a town.
After reading dozens of fictional books on the Earth Kingdom, traveling through the open plains were much different. Iroh had hoped to see a Badger-mole the first day when he arrived. He thought that the very ground beneath him would rumble and break as he walked over, but it was all very calm, very steady. Earth, as he remembered, was a steady, reliable element and was too stubborn to move.
The mountains were as tall as he thought they would be, although he wasn't foolish enough to attempt to climb over one. That didn't stop him from enjoying the scenery. The utter size of the fields he walked through was mind-boggling. The grass reached his knees, never been sheered or cut down by a cold winter. The kingdom was open, completely free.
"It's a shame we're going to have to burn all of this to the ground." Iroh smiled, still thinking like a general.