Sokka has had a pretty shit-awful morning after a pretty fucking awesome day, to be frank. The second time he pulls himself out of unconsciousness, he's got tea and toast and a lot of time to think
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First there was the herd of flying bison, passing over Metropolis. They were mostly hidden by the clouds, and very high up, but if you squinted at the right moment, you could make them out
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