masks hanging on the tomb walls; pgThe ground shakes beneath their feet. Shakes, but doesn’t crack, doesn’t fracture, and a part of Katara wishes that it would, wishes that an escape would appear like magic and swallow her up. But it doesn’t, and so she fights on, teeth clenched, back aching. She’s always been a fighter, when it comes down to it
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Seriously, I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS.
Especially that last paragraph.
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