There was a scroll sitting on his desk that he hadn't put there. How long it had been there, Sokka didn't know. Not too long, probably, since it was on TOP of some of his diagrams for the Inventiontronics project, but still. He unrolled the scroll and looked at it -- it was written in real, actual writing, writing from home, and he realized that ( Read more... )

Sokka looked down at the two letters he had received from home.

More than a bit nervous, he unsealed and unrolled the first one, which was from Aang.

( brushstrokes on a scroll )

Sokka crumpled the letter up and threw it into the trash can, where it bounced off the pile of already-crumpled papers and fell out again.

He started again.

Dear Suki,
He was trying to find the right tone -- "I still think you're awesome, but I don't know when I'll ever see you again", "It's not fair to either of us to wait like this", "I've found ( Read more... )