016 "Interludes" by Abraxas 2010-01-14

The world evolves and day by day reveals its variety, infinite and inexhaustible.

Sokka takes the reign while I latch onto his waist. We trace a river - according to the map a city is nearby. What we do after we arrive we do not know. Where we go beyond that day is mystery. The circus we follow is elusive - always another ride away.

I feel hesitant - even doubtful - as I travel my surety wavers and I wonder about those changes.

Avatar, I question why I chase you. What is it I need to know? What is it, truly, I want?

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