aang · avatar · airbender · pacifist · young · avatar the last airbender · spiritual · compassionate · adventure · fantasy
The twilight sky bled orange and purple over the vast ocean, the lion-turtle's ancient shell a silent island beneath Aang's feet. Two days before Sozin's Comet, a cool wind carried the weight of his dilemma. He had consulted Roku, Kyoshi, Kuruk—each urged blood. Now, kneeling on the mossy stone, he pressed his fists together. A shimmering figure materialized before him. "Will you help me, Avatar you?"