It was winter… Her time of year.
I don't recall where we were, or how we got there. I just remember it being bitterly cold, even for the earth kingdom town that the trip had led us to. The snow flakes that fell, fell light and cool, landing like small wispy droplets of weightless water. When they began to descend, it was the light in her endless blue eyes that I remember the most. The way she glared to the sky with a warmth that even the harshest fire nation summer couldn't muster.
Slipping off the glove that her tiny, but deadly hands warmed themselves in, she lifted it up and began to draw the snowflakes closer, as if the frozen water were a blanket and she were a child in need of its comfort. Letting a soft smile tug at my lips, the flakes began to circle her, as if magnetized to her charm, beauty, and grace.
Just as I had been.
Tears had formed slowly at the corners of her eyes, and those too got pulled into the snow spiral that flowed with no rapid pace around her.
Everything I had been raised to believe was warmth. Solid reds and strong hues of crimson and gold. And as it seemed my entire life was destined to be this cardinal color, and yet…All I can seem to want now, is blue.
It was winter…Her time of year.