Recognition
I am back to normal. Not a child any longer.
I should breathe a sigh of relief, shouldn't I? No longer a child, at a level of foolishness and revelry. I should be glad. Princess Azula, the Fire lord daughter's once again. All is right with the world.
A choice maybe? Perhaps, in some other lifetime, I should think. A time where that one might have made a difference, where maybe I could have undergone a metamorphosis. But I am still here and, predictably, she is not. Taken away, yet again, and I am left to simply deal. What happens here? What happens now?
Perhaps I should be Kadaj, simply uttering the same words of my corrupted father and taking every bit of it. I should, after all, be happy being the dog of my nation, the shining example, everything Zuko was not. Surprise surprise, Zuko would have won the heart of whim he cared about. And I? I am Azula, Princess of the Fire Nation. Stronger in my loneliness, savage in my rage. The child of the age of the Fire Lords before me. This shameless facade is mine.
I am not Zuko. I cannot turn back from that fate that was given to me. Didn't Mercury show that example, time and again? I should learn from her. I should steep that pain and let it burn and burn and destroy at a notice. The Fire nation's proudest example.
It hardly matters. I don't know who Azula is anymore.
I should breathe a sigh of relief, shouldn't I? No longer a child, at a level of foolishness and revelry. I should be glad. Princess Azula, the Fire lord daughter's once again. All is right with the world.
A choice maybe? Perhaps, in some other lifetime, I should think. A time where that one might have made a difference, where maybe I could have undergone a metamorphosis. But I am still here and, predictably, she is not. Taken away, yet again, and I am left to simply deal. What happens here? What happens now?
Perhaps I should be Kadaj, simply uttering the same words of my corrupted father and taking every bit of it. I should, after all, be happy being the dog of my nation, the shining example, everything Zuko was not. Surprise surprise, Zuko would have won the heart of whim he cared about. And I? I am Azula, Princess of the Fire Nation. Stronger in my loneliness, savage in my rage. The child of the age of the Fire Lords before me. This shameless facade is mine.
I am not Zuko. I cannot turn back from that fate that was given to me. Didn't Mercury show that example, time and again? I should learn from her. I should steep that pain and let it burn and burn and destroy at a notice. The Fire nation's proudest example.
It hardly matters. I don't know who Azula is anymore.