#* past.

omashu, four years ago / @nhjinga

they didn’t need to talk about it for her to understand what happens next. she’d accepted it, the fate of whatever this is, the day he took her somewhere on the outskirts of the city that even she didn’t know of. of course, knowing what’s to come doesn’t soften the blow any less but earthbenders are meant to be resilient anyway.

the moon is meant to be a waning crescent tonight—fitting when she thinks back to what the phases supposedly mean. the end of a cycle and letting go, but also the start of something new, which makes it easier to stomach if she looks at it that way.

EVERY FEMALE CHAMPION EVER;

☾ ⋆･ﾟ:⋆･ﾟ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐋𝐑𝐀𝐒 *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

“ how many rituals did you sacrifice me to? how many times have you stolen me from death’s mercy? ” though her words tremble, her voice is strong, fortified by the reverberation of chamber walls.

“ i was a child… ” a grim realization churns in her stomach. “ how many others were there? ”

the druid’s breaths are coarse, hallowed as the pale olive skin that sinks into his bones. “ you… had many siblings over the centuries… none like you, my dear… none as resilient as you… ”

jaw tenses, knuckles white against the grip on her dagger. slowly, she sheathes her weapon, taking a step back from the elder.

“ you came to end my life… did you not? ” elras croaks weakly.