No Place Like Ba Sing Se
Months ago is when this story had started. It was on a ship. A young man who was seventeen with white hair and dressed in white clothing with a brown cape looked out towards Ba Sing Se as the doors of a gigantic gate opened letting the ship in. The boy was named Rion he looked happily as the gate opened. He began to give a speech to a man who was next to him. The man had a long top black top knot, gold eyes, pale skin and a scar on the left side of his face. He wore fugitive armour that was red and black. He was fifty-eight. His name was Zuko.
Rion: I have sailed the world
beheld its wonders
from the dardinells,
to the mountains of Rados,
But there's no place liked Ba Sing Se!
I feel home again...
I could hear the city gongs ring...
Whatever would I do?
No there's...
Zuko: No place like Ba Sing Se...
Rion turned to look at Zuko. Why had Zuko finished his speech?
"Mr Zuko sir?", asked Rion.
Zuko: You are young...
Life has been kind to you...
You will learn.
"Tis here we go our separate ways. Farewell Rion. ", said Zuko . "I will not soon forget the good ship bountiful, nor the young who saved my life."
Zuko walked off the ship and on to the dock with Rion close behind him.
"There's no cause to thank me for that, sir.", replied Rion. "It would have been a poor man indeed who would have spotted you pinching and tossing on that raft and not given the alarm."
Zuko turned around and looked Rion straight in the eye.
"There's many a man would've done just that and not lost a winks sleep over it either.", stated Zuko.
Zuko walked off of the dock and then stopped for a minute as he saw a insane woman that was hunched over with black hair and pale skin dressed in red walking towards him.