Thunder
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A/N: Was going through my list of prompts, found 'thunder' and decided to have a go. Don't ask me when it's set, because I have no idea.
Rumblecrashboom.
The ice-cold air bites at her throat and cheeks, turning them bright red. Her dress is too thin for this weather.
Rain pours down, soaking her through, plastering hair to her forehead – she really should have taken the time to braid it when she had the chance.
The puddles are so deep here the water is up to her ankles. Katara doesn't think they constitute as puddles any more.
Zuko is standing at the edge of the field, ice-blue lightning twisting and rippling between his palms like an electric spider web.
Katara stops, captivated by the harsh beauty that is firebending.
Their eyes meet.
And she stops looking at the firebending and starts looking at Zuko. His eyes are bright gold against the morbid blue-grey storm swirling around them both.
And Katara can't remember why she was looking for him in the first place.
Rumblecrashboom.
Can you hear the thunder?
Yesh, cheesy ending, I know.