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| You Are 48% Weirdo |
![]() (But just because you can act normally, it certainly doesn't mean you want to!) You have normal aspects to your personality... but you usually don't choose to emphasize them. |
Everything about her glows.
In the sunlight, her skin radiates golden bronze, like the statue of an ancient goddess, like he imagines Agni’s wife must have looked like. When she is happy, a dusky blush illuminates her face, and somehow the pinkish tint ends up reflecting onto his cheeks as well.
But, it’s only in the moonlight that she really shines.
There is something unearthly that flickers in her eyes when she stands under the moon, as if she’s channeling the spirits themselves. The water she is bending glitters around her like liquid diamonds, and on the nights when the moon is full and heavy, he feels as if she could overturn the oceans themselves until they billowed over the continents and drowned the land beneath them.
His heart is tight as he watches her, the power in her movements suffocatingly beautiful. He marvels at her ability to both freeze him in his tracks and melt his bones under his skin at the same time. He remembers the story of the moth who would destroy himself out of love for the flame, annihilate himself to be one with her. He wonders if the flame could love the sea with such a passion, and extinguish himself to be with her.
Zuko takes a running leap into the ocean (to Katara) to find out exactly that.
( i knew i wasn't crazy! )