disclaimer: I don't own avatar the last airbender.
Silence reigns.
They sit, two opposites, at polar ends of the cell. Their backs are turned to eachother. Neither can see their eyes- a pair blue, a pair gold- darting, trying to get a glimpse of the other. Two totally different people, brought under the same conditions: imprisonment.
She breaks the deafening silence. "Haven't you ever noticed that people describe fire as a fierce, brutal element, when if you look at it- really look at it- it's soft? Because it has no definitive edges?"
They both know she isn't talking about fire, but of him. He doesn't answer. Though silence reigns, her words echo.
That night, she sleeps, shivering in her corner. He hesitates, and crosses the ten feet that separated them. He shows the softness of the flame, because she had cared enough to look.
She wakes up in the morning with his blanket draped over her small body.
A/N: so yes, I finally updated. more to come.