I come from a land from a faraway place
Where the ostrich horses roam
Where they cut off your hand if they don't like your face
It's barbaric but hey, it's home!
When the wind's from the east
And the sun's from the west
And the sand in the glass is right
Come on down stop on by
Hop a bison and fly
To another Avatarian night...
Avatarian nights
Like Avatarian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways
Avatarian nights
Underneath Avatarian moons
A fool off his guard
Could fall and fall hard
Out there on the dunes
"Ah! Hello my friends and good evening!" greeted Bumi to a group of people as he slid off Flopsie, pulling out a rather large bag.
"Please come closer if you wish!" he said to the group in a cheerful tone. The people gathered around in great curiosity, but maybe they got a little close for comfort as they left no space for Bumi to move. "Not that close!" The people moved back a couple of inches.
"Much better. Now, may I interest you in anything I have acquired from my travels?" Bumi reached into his bag and pulled out some rock candy. "Best rock candy around! Won't even break your tooth!" He took a big bite into his piece and chewed on it, resulting in a broken tooth.
The people didn't look amused.
"Ah then, how about this!" Trying to impress the crowd, Bumi snatched out a box and showed it to them. "I have never seen anything, more impressive than the famous Ba Sing Se Tupperware! Listen." He pried it open and it made a groaning sound, which was shortly followed by the groans of the people who were beginning to leave as they obviously not amused.
"No wait! Don't go!" Thinking quick, Bumi earth bended a wall in front of the startled group of people, who then turned around and were about to protest.
"I might have something of interest to you, seeing as you all may just be interested in the...exceptionally rare." Bumi said before any complaints were made. He reached into his bag and then pulled out a simple golden lamp, the lid carved with plain pale blue gems. "This is no ordinary lamp you know." said Bumi. "Like so many things, it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts."
"How come?" someone from the crowd asked.
"Because, not too long ago, this very lamp changed the course of a young man's life. A young man, who, like this lamp, was more than he seemed. A...what do you call it? Ah yes, a diamond in the rough, you might say. Maybe you might like to hear the story?"
As it seemed they had no choice, the group of people took their seats on the ground and waited patiently for the story to begin.
Bumi poured glittery sand from the lamp into the palm of his hand. "Our story begins...on a dark night." Upon finishing his sentence, he tossed the sand into the sky. "Where a dark man, on a dark mission, is waiting..."