Of Burnt Badgermoles and Broken Dragons

by sappho-anaktoria

Azula never expected to leave the asylum; she never, ever expected anyone to care enough about her. But that's not the reason–it can't be. No one cares about her, and no one ever will. It makes no difference to her where she rots. [AzulaxToph] Spread the love, people :3

21. Author's note

100 word author's note!

Okay, first of all, I want to thank you all so, so much for all the wonderful reviews, favourites, and follows. This story also has the most views out of anything I've written, which is certainly encouraging :3

Secondly: I have absolutely no idea where this is going, so if you want to see something in particular, tell me! I'm always open to ideas and suggestions (actually, I love them). So if you have them, lemme know! I also love hearing your insights, so keep up with those!

As always, thank you :)

-Fruipit