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Not a Slave
In the beginning it was unclear who was the slave and who was the master for anyone looking in on the budding romance between them.
But behind closed doors, when it was just the two of them, it was clear that it wasn't about that.Not at all. In the beginning, sure, Eska bossed Bolin around, it was just her way, she grew up seeing her parents do it, it seemed to be that it was her right as a princess to do the same, if anyone could ever witness her speak.
Eska knew her outspoken cousin thought she was odd, creepy even, but whenever Korra remarked that Eska and Desna were their father's slaves, that seemed to sting. Especially knowing Korra wasn't alone in this assumption.
Eska never had a reason to question anything her father told her to do, she could see the logic behind it, it made sense, why would she question something that made sense? Eska found the wisdom in listening to other people, you learned more that way. She learned from an early age that you can fix a lot of proble
Makkora week- Ever AfterEver After
A little girl in a long night gown excitedly goes to her book case and pulls a large book from a shelf, she can barely carry the large and awkward weight if it were not for the excitement and determination for hearing the great story written within the pages. She pushes the book onto the bed before getting in and snuggling in. She reaches and drags the large heavy book onto her lap and traces the leather embossing on the cover, her eyes sweep over the bits of gold leaf and paint that are starting to come off due to old age and wear and tear. Off all the books in her little collection, this one was her favorite.
"Are you ready for bed my beloved one?" Her father coos as he enters the room.
"Yes Daddy, I want you to read this one." She replied, patting the book.
"The Legend of Korra, again? But I've read it to you a hundred times." Her father replied.
"But Daddy! It's my favorite one! The best one! You HAVE to read it!" She implored.
"Ok, ok- you win!" He said, con
Makorra week- FantasyFantasy-
Korra is exhausted- she goes to her room to simply decompress and falls asleep. Letting all her worries, fears, responsibilities and what not- fall off of her like waves washing onto the shore until she falls into a deep, dark, sleep.
Korra opens her eyes, to see she is on a small island, no bigger than her own bed, she is sitting in the white, pillow soft sand. She digs her toes into the soft sand and hears the water lapping all around her. She is perhaps in a tropical area, but she sees nothing but water all around her and she feels at peace. She looks up into soft clouds that are letting the sun peak through in rays and feels weightless, suddenly she is in midair but is unafraid, she looks down to see her small island, a white speck in a sea of blue, she doesn't see land anywhere. Soon she is floating with the clouds and feels the gentle breeze caress her whole being. Suddenly she feels invigorated and starts flying in and around the clouds, as if playing hide and seek.
MisfortuneThis series of Tahnorra drabbles follows the prompts for Tahnorra Week 2013, and each one is meant to take place in the same world as the modern AU Tahnorra story called “We Love the Water”.
Day 1 - Misfortune
It was the great misfortune of all great beings. Her size was both her strength and her downfall. It was in her blood to be great; to be even more than what she appeared. She could make anyone's day better with just her presence. She took on the role of best friend with pride and love, giving others her strength by simply listening and being there for them when they needed her. The knowledge and drive to keep danger away was as ingrained into her as the instinct to romp and play. It was in her nature to rise up to any challenge and pursue her goals with great determination and enthusiasm, to protect her loved ones, to share in their joys and sorrows, and to remain loyally by their sides until she could no longer.
Korra sat on the couch, her shoulders slumped in grief
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