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Chapter ThreeAang was watching from Appa's head as the sky darkened on the last leg of their journey. He could see the Fire Nation in the distance and determined that they should arrive in an hour or less. The dormant volcano that was home to the citizens of the great nation towered over the bay, cliffs protecting it on all sides. It reminded him of Crescent Island, where the sages temple used to be before it was buried in lava and ash over a few years ago. The palace of the Fire Lords, one of his best friends being the current one, was inside the volcano. The palace city, from what Aang could see, was buzzing with activity as everyone prepared for the festival that would take place tomorrow.
Looking behind him, the Airbender saw his girlfriend and other best friend sleeping. Rubbing his own eyes as weariness seeped into his bones and could only imagine how his bison must be feeling, since he had to carry all them with short breaks in between flights, Aang thought about sleep and was sorely tempted
Chapter TwoIt was a few days later as Appa, the Avatar's flying bison, flew over the ocean, icebergs dotting the big blue. Aang and Katara were headed to the great Southern Water Tribe to see how the rebuilding had gone. Other than Sokka's letters they have always received, telling of the tribe's growth, they had only imagined what it could look like. It had been Aang's idea to go and Katara was more than willing as long as he was there. It had been over four years since they had been there and Katara couldn't help but think of the day they had freed Aang from the iceberg.
When he came into their lives, bringing fun and danger, it had changed everyone's lives, brought hope and love where some places had forgotten about them. Most people didn't believe that a child could bring those two important things back into life after a century of war; but Aang did manage it, bringing peace as well. The world evolved from hatred and fear, making room for more important things. Families were reunited and home
Chapter OneKatara looked around Ba Sing Se, enjoying the breeze that toyed with her long brown curls, bringing the scent of jasmine and other sweet things along with it. It had been three years since the war ended and she was glad for it; the world had changed so much since her boyfriend, Avatar Aang, had defeated the Fire Lord, Ozai, allowing their friend Zuko to take his rightful place on the throne. Peace had been fought for in one year when they began their journey, making friends and enemies, learning trust, and finding love. There were a few rebellions, but nothing serious and over the years, they had diminished to almost nothing.
The eighteen year old woman looked around again and felt a chill. Unlike it was normally, the city was empty; she was the only one walking on the streets. Where was everyone? Where were Aang, Sokka, Toph, and Zuko? This bareness was starting to frighten the Master Waterbender and she was about to walk back home when she notice
Rise of the Wolf Queen Chp. 1 Chapter One
Three Thousand Years Later
The snow fell softly onto the ground, little white flurries glittering like precious gem. The mountains and forests are covered with it; yet it is melting as well. Spring was just around the bend, waiting to breathe new life into the ground and air. Rhinestone, a little field village, lay nestled in a basin surrounded by the great Twilight Forest and the mountains looming higher than any castle that has been built or will be created. The mountains, known as the Fangs of the Dragons, has been guarding this place for generations, protecting its people from outsiders who dare to intrude on their land. The stories say that whoever enters the Twilight Forest was never seen again; even the villagers are afraid to travel near the dark trees where ogres were said to live and giant owls flew among the firs and p
Rise of the Wolf Queen Prologue Prologue
Three Thousand Years Ago
The sun was dipping low on the horizon, making way for night, just like it always did. It was of the cycles that repeated again over time, changing the bright sky into a beautiful velvet blue, black, comforting to nocturnal creatures. A magnificent castle sat in the middle of the land, trees covering almost everywhere, as if they protected the place and its inhabitants from any threat. Cottages were spread out here and there, unorganized but clean. An immortal witch walked her hall, graceful as the wolf, the very beast which her name was created after. A red and black cape is draped over slender shoulders, held in place with the gold head of the canine beast.
The castle, made from gray stone with turrets and large center piece, was small, but it was perfect for her and her wolves. Currently they were out hunt
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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