Toph Bei Fong was a bit of a paradox. She was blind, but able to see more than any of her friends. And though she saw in a very different way than others did, she was still capable of seeing everything they saw…

"Hey, Sokka! Hothead and your sister are making-out in the woods. You might wanna stop them before they start conceiving your first niece or nephew."

…As well as the things they couldn't see.

But there were some things Toph wished she couldn't see. At least, not in the manner she used. Feeling what happened around her was very different from just watching it. Not only did it allow her to see what happened around her, but it also allowed her to see what happened inside a person.

Such ability is exactly what made death so hard to witness.

Toph's mother had always told her death was peaceful and painless, something you would never realize was happening until you first laid eyes on the gates of heaven.

But her mother didn't want her to know pain and often sugarcoated things, or simply lied to avoid bringing fear into her daughter's life.

From the one time Toph experienced death, Toph knew her mother was wrong.

She had seen Jet die much differently from the others. Instead of seeing a calm face promising he'd be fine, she felt a fluttering heartbeat and ragged breathing, exposing his lie. She felt his heart fade as his life slipped away, his struggle to cling to his last breath. Then, she felt nothing. His life had ended, abruptly taken from him before he could truly experience it.

The event of death was not peaceful. It was torturous, teasing you with breath after breath before robbing you of air and life. You would know when you were dying, because you would feel your pulse slow as the world around you faded.

Toph could see many things, but death was not a sight she favoured.


Author's Notes: Yeah, I decided to do a Toph centric drabble, and came up with this. Toph angst. Dx Not much to say about it...

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