Tokka-4-Ever

     Zuko decided that he hated parties. The Fire Lord sat at a low desk, examining invitation after invitation. He shifted his gaze to the list of important figures who would be attending the festival, letting out an exasperated sigh due to the fact that he didn't know who half of them were. Being the leader of a Nation was hard enough, but without the help of his uncle he felt so lost. He missed the sure and steady guidance of Iroh, and the confidence that he always seemed to have around him. Iroh had left his royal lifestyle behind, settling down in his beloved tea shop, and ever since, Zuko had been struggling just above the surface of

Crossing over a hillrise, an arctic blast seems to peel back my mind, Tears from watery eyes crystalizing on my cheeks. Cold, my least favorite temperature, brings a certain warmth with it, My Wolf Lord’s heart beats strongest when visiting his homeland. Two days of pleasantry with relatives and old friends gone by, The youth within my man stirs to play in the fields of decade gone. South incarnate finds us past the last rock I can feel, A thick blanket of blizzard cutting off my connection to cliffs behind. Far from the grip of fear I am, though blind to all the Senses Five. Instead, there is a deeper sense I use to guide my feet. Re