Disclaimer: Avatar the Last Airbender copyright Dante Dimartino, Brian Konietzko and Nickelodeon Studios.
Bewildered, Katara stared at the empty room. Shifting into a sitting position, she contemplated the very strange dream. Obviously she'd been thinking about Zuko lately, especially with the civil unrest and rebel attacks, and she missed Aang. Naturally her mind had simply combined her worry and loneliness into a strange montage…right?
Her fingers brushed over her lips. She could still feel the pressure of that phantom kiss.
She remained like that for hours, watching the silk curtains lift with the midnight breeze while her mind tried to decrypt the dream's meaning.
Why had it been Zuko's face in her dream?
