AN: The next chapter, or better: The second Prologue!

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Prologue II

My name's Linn. It is my father's name, just with one "n" more. I've never met my father, but my mom told me that he was a warm hearted and humorous man. The green shimmer in my brown eyes reminds her of him, she often says.
I don't know why he left. My mother tried to explain it to me, but I didn't understand. I was some different kind and the people in the town wouldn't have liked to see him around here. I couldn't understand, because mom told me all these stories and he had to be the kindest and strongest man you've ever seen. And I wanted to see him. I wanted to know why my eyes had this green shimmer in them, I wanted to know why he had to leave.. and I wanted to know why the people in town were whispering about me, using the word 'mixed' too often. Mom never explained it to me. It would be to difficult for me to understand.
But I wanted to understand why the other children never played with me. Why they threw stones at me, spat at me and called me names. Often I wanted to leave too, just like my father did right after I was born. And I think I maybe would have left, because my mom cause of being my mom an outsider too, if there haven't been at least one other child taking my place.
This child had black hair that were standing up in every direction as if he had been hit by a flash. His eyes were golden and shimmering in the sun and his smile made your knees go weak. He was the most handsome boy I've ever seen. His name was Kuzan and he was my best friend. Say his name for a couple of times and you'll feel how a strong power is flooding through your vains. It was like a spell for me, soothed me when I felt like crying.
I had my first crush on him and I wanted to marry him when I was older and he wanted to marry me too. He stole fruits for me and we ate them together, or we went to the river and swam or fought with sticks. If one of the other children was about to hit me, he was there, shouting like hell at them.
Time after time they ignored him and it made me feel bad, but he told me that he didn't care and that I shouldn't worry because the other children weren't worth being friends with if they didn't recognise how nice I was.
When the day dawned he showed me his firebending. He improved every day and it was so much fun to watch him showing off, trying to impress me. – And he impressed me! I clapped for him and he blushed and almost burned himself with the fiery rings he was juggling and I snickered, because it was so cute when he messed things up.
He was my only friend.
I was so sure that everything would stay like this. That we would always be like this and never change. That nothing would ever change. I built up a dream, an imagination that could be so easily destroyed.
And it has been destroyed.
One day in summer, men in red armour came to our town. I wanted to run towards them, bringing them flowers, red carnations like I wore in my hair, but my mom stopped me.
"You can't go outside, Linn", she said to me, packing clothes and food into a bag.
"But why mom? These are Fire Natoion soldiers, brave heroes, and everyone's going..", I trailed off, pressing the carnations I had picked against my chest.
"Look into the mirror, Linn. What do you see? Green eyes. A green shimmer in your eyes, telling them everything."
"But what! What are they telling?", I shouted. Mom didn't answer, she gripped my wrist and dragged me out of the house. I sent a last glance over to the Fire Nation soldiers, who stood in a crowd of kids. I saw a boy with messed up, black hair among them.
"Mom, what's about Kuzan? He'll wonder where I am!" Mom dragged me to the woods. "I have to tell him where I go! And when I come back!" I got no answer and felt tears roll down my cheeks and my sight went blurry. "Will we ever come back, mom?", I asked finally, shaking because I didn't know if I wanted to know the answer.
She stopped in the middle of the wood in front of a hige pile of stones, forming a small hill, and looked at me.
"You will, when everything's over."
"Just.. me?", I repeated. Mom threw the bag into a cave I hadn't noticed before.
"Make up a place to sleep", she told me. "I'll go and search for firewood." I nodded and entered the cave to unpack the bag. While I was wondering about the fact that I couldn't find any clothes for mom, I heard a rumbling behind me – and my heartbeat stopped as I saw that a big stone had closed the entrance. I got up and ran towards it.
"Mom! Mom!", I cried and hit the stone with my fists. I heard someone crying outside.
"Forgive me, Linn, but they would take you away with them if they found you... You'll find water in the hidden lake at the end of the cave. I'll come back when the soldiers are gone", my mom sobbed.
"But why? Why would they take me away with them?", I cried. I knew what she would answer. 'Because of the green shimmer in your eyes' or 'because you're mixed'.
She had already left, and didn't return for me until three days had passed. I didn't speak a word to her; we walked back to our town in silence.
And there my heart broke, because Kuzan was gone and I couldn't find any note that he had left behind. But I was hoping that he just hadn't had time and that he would return in a few years.
The years passed and every morning I waited on the hill of our town, a bunch of red carnations in my hands. But he never returned... and the memory of Kuzan was burned into my mind, to never be forgotten...

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