Hee, of course those are terrifying words to Zuko!
"Sure, Sifu," Aang said. The brightness in his voice, Zuko could tell, was a stone cap over a well of disappointment. He almost felt sorry. Almost.
Awwwww, Aang.
Now Aang's eyes widened with knowledge. "Oh, I get it! The flowers are painted on, and they go into the furnace over and over again forever! Because violence only feeds on itself and doesn't solve anything!"
"What?" said Zuko. "No! They're real flowers! They go into the furnace and die!"
♥ Oh, Zuko. Honestly, I have no idea what this metaphor means, either.
It had taken Zuko years to learn that trick, years of sweat and hard work and flame that bloomed in puffs. It was like he'd thought at the North Pole, during the blizzard: the Avatar was like his sister, after all.
Awwwwww, Zuko.
This is wonderful--it really captures the differences in their personalities, and the awkwardness Zuko has dealing with other people, and Aang's...Aangness. I love it!
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"Sure, Sifu," Aang said. The brightness in his voice, Zuko could tell, was a stone cap over a well of disappointment. He almost felt sorry. Almost.
Awwwww, Aang.
Now Aang's eyes widened with knowledge. "Oh, I get it! The flowers are painted on, and they go into the furnace over and over again forever! Because violence only feeds on itself and doesn't solve anything!"
"What?" said Zuko. "No! They're real flowers! They go into the furnace and die!"
♥ Oh, Zuko. Honestly, I have no idea what this metaphor means, either.
It had taken Zuko years to learn that trick, years of sweat and hard work and flame that bloomed in puffs. It was like he'd thought at the North Pole, during the blizzard: the Avatar was like his sister, after all.
Awwwwww, Zuko.
This is wonderful--it really captures the differences in their personalities, and the awkwardness Zuko has dealing with other people, and Aang's...Aangness. I love it!
Thank you so much!