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Title: Alone
Summary: "Spirits forbid she ends up alone..."
Warning: Angst and death.

"Spirits forbid she ends up alone..."

People would say these things behind her back, words and rumors spreading through the palace. Their high noses in the air and their even higher statuses, as she walked through the halls like a ghost. Even now, in the streets of his nation, all she wanted to do was run.

That's when she saw him.

That murderer.

When she saw him, that face she will never forget it, she ran after him. Screaming and drawing the water to her hands, running after that killer.

Cornering him in an alley, she grabbed the defenseless man by the throat, and held a dagger of ice high above her head.

Rage like a hurricane burned through her eyes as she hissed curses at him, reminding him of the beautiful life he had taken away from her. Her voice trembled with memories, as he cowered, waiting for the blow to take away his life like he had done to her husbands.

But it never came.

Suddenly, and ever so softly, the dagger of ice fell from her hands, shattering into pieces like her empty heart. Each piece a reflection of her life, lying on the dirty stone cold floor, the same floor he had fallen on.

She let the man go.

All she did was watch, as he scrambled away, barely making it alive out of the clutches of the worlds most powerful water bender.

She was no killer.

Her body could simply not handle it. For the sight of blood would bring the memories back, and screams would echo in the darkness. She was too fragile, too weak without him. The other half of her soul had been cruelly taken away from her, leaving her so vulnerable.

As her back met the wall, she fell to her knees, waiting for the tears to come.

But they never came.

It seemed she had lost the ability to cry anymore, for all the tears were gone when he had left her. In the dark on the night, as she hugged her knees, rocking herself. She realized how wrong those people were.

There was no possibility that there was anyone in the future for her. No matter how much anyone prayed to the Spirits. She was never going to fall in love again. It simply was never going to happen.

She was already alone.

Alone since the day he had died, and her heart had done the same.