And now for something completely different
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resonance_and_dSo I've been working on this fic, with the premise that it was much more than 100 years between the time Aang was frozen and the time Katara and Sokka found him. So we have the same characters, and there's still bending, but the level of technology is at the level of present-day Earth.
And... I was doing it because I was procrastinating on my other stuff, but now it's 12000 words long and I think I'd better start posting it or I'll start losing momentum.
BUT: It is written in totally random snippets, which are not in chronological order. I'm talking 25 separate drabbles or oneshots so far. I don't think I want to post them together, but posting them all separately would result in massive spamming.
Thus... I am going to follow the format of some memes I've seen, and put the drabble-length snippets in the comments of this post. Then I'll make another post where I figure out what order everything should go in and archive it.
Confused? So am I. But I'm going to try it anyway.
And... I was doing it because I was procrastinating on my other stuff, but now it's 12000 words long and I think I'd better start posting it or I'll start losing momentum.
BUT: It is written in totally random snippets, which are not in chronological order. I'm talking 25 separate drabbles or oneshots so far. I don't think I want to post them together, but posting them all separately would result in massive spamming.
Thus... I am going to follow the format of some memes I've seen, and put the drabble-length snippets in the comments of this post. Then I'll make another post where I figure out what order everything should go in and archive it.
Confused? So am I. But I'm going to try it anyway.
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Aangst
Date: 2010-01-16 08:47 am (UTC)And then he saw the place the southern air temple had once been.
It was still there. No one had touched it since he left. At least, that was what it looked like. The temples were still in place. But the rain and wind and years had smoothed out all the corners and collapsed most of the buildings.
“Aang-” Katara said, as he looked around.
“They're all dead,” he said. And he sat down, right where he was standing. “They're really dead. They've been dead for thousands of years.”
He felt like something inside of him was cracking, and he let it.
He didn't remember much after that.
Then Katara put her arms around him, and he could breathe again. What had been left of the temple was gone.
“It's okay,” she told him. “It's okay, you're okay- we're your family now.”
For now, that was enough. It had to be.