#moonethos

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 — — @moonethos​.

the   memory  lights  up   like   a  flashbulb.   a  young  opal  plays  outside,   and  suyin  brings  the    pen   and  paper    outside.   this  type  of   letter  shouldn’t  be  written  in  an  office  —  that’s  too  impersonal.   she  listens  to  her  daughter  laugh,  as  she  begins  again.   dear   lin,  it’s  been  years.   no  ,    what  if  lin  throws  it  out  immediately?   dear  lin,  how   are  you?   no.  lin  won’t  answer.  su  stops,  the  sun  making  her  daughter  look  angelic.   this  girl  deserves  to  know  her  aunt.  hand  turns  back  to  the  paper,   dear  lin,   I'm  sorry.   she  drops  the  paper  when  opal   cries,  and  the  wind  picks  its  up.   by  the  time  su  has  consoled  her  daughter,  the  letter  is  gone.  it  doesn’t  matter.  she  wouldn’t  have  read  it  either.    

  it  was  a  long  time  ago.    thirty  years.   thirty  years.   they  could  have  had  thirty  years.   what  if  suyin  had  died?   here.  now.   how  could  she  face  the  spirits,  knowing  she  had  left  lin?   why  couldn’t  she  have  said  sorry  when   she  needed  to.  you  cannot  go   back  in  time.    you  want  to,  how  badly  suyin  wishes  that  time   could  be  undone.   how  many  memories  does  she  picture  her  sister  in    now?   su   is   smiling,   smiling  because   she  knows  her  sister   has  forgiven  her.  but  the  tear  on  her  cheek  reminds  her  that  this  could  have   been   years   ago.    she  turns  away  from  lin,  she  can’t  face   her.  like  a  coward.   she’s  a  coward.   

     ‘      everything   I've  lost   ——   ‘   she  stops.  the  guilt.   her  voice   breaks.   she  didn’t  love  her  son  the    right  way.  she  didn’t  love   kuvira  the  right  way.    she  didn’t  love   her  sister   enough  to  apologize   thirty  years  ago.    suyin  has  loved  in  all  the  wrong  ways.   and  thus,   she  has   lost.    ‘  I  can’t  lose  you  lin  —   I've  lost   —   I've   lost    more  than  you   know.  ‘   the   memories.   the  identity.   a  mother  failed.   ‘  it’s   me  who  has  to  make  up  for  everything  lin.  ‘   she   can’t  look  her  sister  in  the  eye.  she  can’t.   how  beautiful  lin  is.   even  with  the   scar,   more  with  the  scar.   suyin  shakes.    if   they  had  died  because  of  her  mistake.   ‘   i   have   been  a   bad    mentor  ,    mother ,    but   I  —   I    failed   you  as   a  sister   lin.   ‘   

      ‘   I   can’t   take  any   more   loss  ———    and  I  promise  you ,   I   will   never   hurt  you  again.  ‘  

                        “          i      never  stopped     thinking  about  you.          ”

            ❝   your  children  share  in  your  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄   .  .  .    𝘺𝘰𝘶  𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦  𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥  𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮  𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭   ,   ❞   she  murmurs   ,   running  a  tattered  cloth  across  her  dagger  to  wipe  clean  what  𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐇  𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃  remains  upon  𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐍  𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋   .   tauriel  lifts  her  gaze  only  once  the  blade  shines  beneath  the  light   ,   finding  the  bowman   .  ❝   it  is  not  by  luck  that  they  managed  to  survive  this  tragedy   .   ❞

                    ❝   𝙄𝙩’𝙨   𝙣𝙤𝙩   𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣   𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩   𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙   ,   ❞   Shrill   whine   is   heard   over   the   chatter   of   the   festivities.   

@moonethos​ asked : “Leave! Me! Alone!”

     she      stands      outside      the      door,                     hearing    the    words    before    getting    too    close.    toph    knows      better      than    to    push    through    when    zuko    is    this    angry,    and    part    of    her    is    rather      worried,      but    instead    of    going    against    instinct    she    leans    against    the    door    and    slides    down    to    the    floor.           ❛           hey,      fire      baby      ?    i’m    out    here    when    you’re    done    with    your      tantrum.      just    let    me    know    !            ❜           just    because    he    was      mad      didn’t    mean    toph    was    going    to    tone    down    the      snark. 

“Bolin, could you set a pot of tea on?” the president asked her assistant. She always enjoyed her meetings with the former crown prince. Ambassadorship seemed like a much better avenue for a military general than the crown.

The Fire Nation airship made its way just over the hillside to a new Republic City airfield, which Zhu Li was going to designate as the world’s first International Airport, the Avatar Korra International Airport, though there were plenty of other figures she could have decided to name it after. 

After a short taxi ride on the part of the general, the president stood with her security detail at the front doors of City Hall where the car doors opened.