The world goes fuzzy, and the blue she always imagined herself soaring beyond, is the same blue that is claiming her life. Air - the element of freedom, but this is not the freedom she wants, or the freedom she deserves. "Run, Korra," It echoes in between the force of air smashing against her eardrums, but she can hear it. "Run, Korra," But there's nowhere to run.
Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,403 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 1 - Published: 6/6/2012 - Korra, Tenzin - Complete