A/N: Title from the C.S. Lewis novel.
The horizon glows with an unnatural false sunrise. Suddenly, the sky is lit by the great streaks of flame named for my great-grandfather.
Sozin's comet. So, it is finally here.
The power surge hits.
I feel… alive. Like the power now flowing through me, pulsing within with the every beat of my heart, is the life of every firebender channeled through my body. The air around me sings with heat, ready to combust with the slightest of movements.
"It's – beautiful." Katara sounds shocked.
"Did you expect it to be horrible?" I ask lightly.
Her silence is an answer in itself.