Title: I Was There
Author: Selu
Topic: An unlikely source of history in Ba Sing Se
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Word Count: 247
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar.
They've never once noticed me.
I've been there longer than any of them have. I cannot seem to grasp the years; I may have been here a thousand years or I may have been here five hundred years. Days and years lose their meaning as you watch life float by. I was merely a young one as the city's walls were erected. Since then I have contented myself with watching the people pass by on their way, watching the farmers tend their land. The seasons drifted by until one day my city was under attack. I heard whispers on the wind of a "Dragon of the West", yet these words meant nothing to me. That was until I met the Dragon of the West myself. It was under grim circumstances however. From what I could pick up on the whispers was that this "Dragon" had a son who had been killed during the fighting. He was to be buried in the fertile soil from which my roots grow. His burial was a small ceremony, attended only by the Dragon himself and a few officials. The Dragon's face was free of emotion during the ceremony, however, when the other officials left, he stayed behind. Silently, tears rolled down the Dragon's cheeks. After seeing the pain in the Dragon's face, I swore to protect his son with everything from the tips of my roots to the tops of my leaves. I only hope that this Dragon can find peace.