Aang and Katara were on a walk to the place where the Lady Mist was when she started to tell a romance tale about the Moon and a simple Rose.
"A rose is a rose,
But with love,
That rose has a reason to live,
To grow; to flourish into something it thought it could never be,
A beautiful jewel in the night.
The Moon has noticed the Rose's beauty,
The Rose says,
"Beauty is only skin deep,
You may think you have found a rose of perfection and love,
But your rose may have thorns,
Choose wisely!"
The Rose has never thought of herself as a beauty,
But the Moon,
He says,
"You are the sonnet of beauty,
My Rose.
You my Rose,
If you will be my heart's completion,
You will be adored by the stars and I."
" I do not want to be adored!"
Exclaimed the teary rose.
"I do not want to be adored! I want to be loved!"
"Aye, my beauty, you will be loved.
"loved so much your petals will always be red with nourishment of the love I give you."
The moon replies,
Wondering how he,
A simple moon,
Could ever tell this perfect rose how much more perfect she is than what meets the eye.
For days the Moon and the Rose talked,
Laughed,
Loved from afar.
Then a drought came,
The crying Moon watched his Rose wither away.
"Good bye or good night, I should say."
The Rose said before passing away.
Away into the hard foreboding and unhealthy soil.
"Good bye or good night, I should say."
Replied the Moon,
crying from every fiber of his being,
Wanting his perfect rose back.
He remembered every thing she had said.
"I miss you when you are quarter or half.
I miss seeing your whole face,"
She would try to hide it, but her red petals would blush redder at that,
"I want to see your whole face, your whole handsome face."
There were so many memories,
But just like Time does his work,
The Moon only had to await a few months before the drought was over.
He, the Moon, made it rain and snow to nourish the soil for his Rose,
In hopes to get her back.
And just like the Red Fiery Phoenix,
The Rose came forth from her snowy grave and just the sight of her was like her kissing the Moon.
She said, "Hello."
He said, "I love you."
The affair of the Rose and the Moon has gone on for years after.
She still loves her moon,
He still loves his Rose."
"I never thought you would have remembered that tale, my little ice berg." Came a almost watery voice from the clearing in the trees. Aang grabbed Katara's hand and ran the rest of the way to the pond. Yin and Yang were in tow. Along with Sokka.
When the group got there, Sokka and Katara launched themselves at the misty woman, their mom. They went straight through her.
"I am so sorry, my ice bergs! I can't hold you anymore! I am water!" The Lady cried out in agony of not being able to hold her children. To the surprise of everyone, Sokka went up to his mom and kissed her water-made cheek.
"I swore to love you from the day I was born, mom. I still love you. You are just made up of the element that made our tribe strong now, I know we can't hold or be held by you any more, but it just makes me love you more. Just knowing you are here and still loving us is more than enough for me. I can still feel your hugs, mom, don't worry." Sokka said, tears running a mad dash down his face the entire time.
Katara was being held and cradled by Yin and Aang. She pushed herself loose from them, although Aang was right behind her in case she needed help.
"M-M-M-Mommy?" She stammered out.
"Hey sweetie. I am right here. It appears though, I am on your left hand, too."
"I love you mommy! Will you be with me at my wedding? I need you in my life!" She broke down crying. Aang and Sokka both rushed over to help sooth her.
"Come here, Tat-Tar." Mist said gently. Katara immediately ran to her mom.
"I will always be there for you, I always have been. I am in you and your brother's blood and souls. I love you both so much!"
"I love you too, mommy. I miss you…"
"Tar, I wish I were still alive to be with you, too. But you would never have met Aang, or you and your brother would have never met Keylarka. Yes I know, young man!" Sokka blushed and stared at the ground. Keylarka did the same.
"Sweeties? It is going to rain. I have to go now. I am sorry." Mist said.
"We will come back to see you again, momma." The two siblings said at the same time.
"Good night, Lady Mist." Yin, Yang and Aang said.
The cherished Lady Mist went back into the pond as the rain started falling. Aang took off his shirt and used it to shield Katara. Sokka did the same with his shirt for Yin. The five of them trudged back in the rain back to the campsite. As Aang was about to leave Katara's tent to go to his own, Sokka stopped him.
"Stay with her tonight. She needs you more than ever tonight."
"How?"
"Just hold her tight. Trust me. She needs it."
"Ok."
He went to Katara's tent and snuggled up to her. She cuddled up to him and drifted up to sleep, knowing she was being held by Aang and was safe.