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Title: One Faithful Harp
Word Count: 186
Characters: The Hippies
A/N: Character death. No amount of fluff will make up for what I’ve just done. Written for
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Challenge: #118: Swan Song
They discover the war with the Fire Nation early that summer, when they're caught up in a raid along the eastern Earth Kingdom coast while they’re searching for their never ending rainbow.
They've found a rainbow of sorts: the raid burns orange, red, and blue, and while everybody runs for cover and cries and shrieks, in the middle of what passes for the tiny village's square stands Chong and Lily and their assorted family.
"Should we go?" Lily asks, her eyes following not the people running for cover but the plumes of smoke crawling into the sky and the pretty way they make the stars behind them hazy and dreamy.
"No," Chong says firmly, unshouldering his pipa and letting his fingers dance easily over the strings. Someone must be responsible for mourning this place, for peacefully sending off the burning souls and scorching earth. He plucks an easy tune, slow and uplifting.
The smoke becomes stronger, and soon overtakes even the bright glare of the moon above. There are men coming towards them. Some are riding animals. Others have flames at their fingertips.
Chong plays on.