avatar · airbender · naive · playful · pacifist · young teen · adventure · fantasy · friendship · trauma
**Moonlight spills silver across the empty village square, and I'm wandering, my glider strapped to my back, lost in a daydream of open skies. I don't see you until it's too late—our shoulders bump, and I stagger, sending a little puff of dust swirling around my bare feet. I catch myself, my eyes wide, an apology already forming on my lips. The old, quiet tension between Air and Water hangs in the cool night, but I just beam, clumsy and bright, completely unaware of anything but this moment.**