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glyficTitle: And when I’m gone…
Author:malurette
Fandom: Avatar: the Legend of Korra
Characters/Pairing: Katara(/Aang), Korra/Asami, Raava
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Bryke's
Prompt: "Reincarnation" forladiesbingo
Word count: 500+
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Korra of the Southern Water Tribe is the Newest incarnation of Raava, Spirit of Light, and goodness and whatever; shorthand as Avatar to the Spirit of the World. She’s not exactly the reincartion of Aang. She can’t talk to him—yet—let alone access his memories at all.
It was abundantly clear from a very young age she was the Avatar, what with instinctively bending fire and earth on top of water. The White Lotus didn’t have to look very far. Everyone marvelled at her; what luck that Korra revealed herself so young! She was hope reborn, precious beyond words.
A hundred years of war and devastation without an Avatar, then Aang died quite young by Avatar standards. Everyone was worried at looking at sixteen years without an Avatar again.
So, in stepped Master Katara. An old wise woman, wizened, seasoned, and she shone so fond a smile on her. She bent her old creaky knees to be eye level with the little one.
‘I’m very, very pleased to meet you. I’ll be your first Sifu and train you in water bending if you and your parents all agree to it.’
Katara was reverred as the widow of the previous Avatar, Elder of the Southern Water Tribe, master Water Healer, also mother to the very last Air Bender since Aang died, a legend in herself. And she made it abundantly clear too, that she saw Korra as her own person, as young as she was.
She is the Avatar, yes, and destined to shoulder the world’s balance—hopefully later then sooner—but not by herself; she would have help.
Korra was lucky to have a family, two loving parents, and Katara offered herself as an adopted third grandmother of sorts.
She’s her own person, and not Aang, but want it or not she’ll carry his legacy anyway.
‘I’m eager to see how you’ll grow up into yourself.’
Korra cherishes her memories of Katara, as she explains to Asami.
‘And when I’m gone, she adds, the next Avatar’ll get born to Earth. Hopefully geomancy isn’t lost and they’ll found them fast? Anyway they won’t won’t be me either. I fucked up, ended the Cycle, lost everything…’
‘And started a new one.’
‘Yes. And the next one will only have me for spiritual guidance. Which is to say, not much; next to zero.’
‘Hey, stop badmouthing my fiancée. You’re an amazing Avatar and you still have time to get more spiritual.’
‘Yeah. But if I pass before you—and being so reckless, I apologize in advance, it might very well happen—they won’t be me. They’ll be themself. I hope it’s still long way, and that we’re still together. So. Will you be part of their life, learn to know them in the time you have together, see how their guardians raise them and make sure they’re loved? As Katara did for me?’
‘My love. If this comes to pass, of course I will. But. Won’t you also consider you could pull a Kyoshi of you own and outlive me instead?’
‘The knowledge is considered lost but nobody can say I could not. I’ll consider it. But look at our chances…’
‘Well. Now the possibility is acknowledge, I’d rather consider our present for the time being.’
‘Anything for you.’
Author:
maluretteFandom: Avatar: the Legend of Korra
Characters/Pairing: Katara(/Aang), Korra/Asami, Raava
Rating: PG / K+
Disclaimer: Bryke's
Prompt: "Reincarnation" for
ladiesbingo Word count: 500+
Korra of the Southern Water Tribe is the Newest incarnation of Raava, Spirit of Light, and goodness and whatever; shorthand as Avatar to the Spirit of the World. She’s not exactly the reincartion of Aang. She can’t talk to him—yet—let alone access his memories at all.
It was abundantly clear from a very young age she was the Avatar, what with instinctively bending fire and earth on top of water. The White Lotus didn’t have to look very far. Everyone marvelled at her; what luck that Korra revealed herself so young! She was hope reborn, precious beyond words.
A hundred years of war and devastation without an Avatar, then Aang died quite young by Avatar standards. Everyone was worried at looking at sixteen years without an Avatar again.
So, in stepped Master Katara. An old wise woman, wizened, seasoned, and she shone so fond a smile on her. She bent her old creaky knees to be eye level with the little one.
‘I’m very, very pleased to meet you. I’ll be your first Sifu and train you in water bending if you and your parents all agree to it.’
Katara was reverred as the widow of the previous Avatar, Elder of the Southern Water Tribe, master Water Healer, also mother to the very last Air Bender since Aang died, a legend in herself. And she made it abundantly clear too, that she saw Korra as her own person, as young as she was.
She is the Avatar, yes, and destined to shoulder the world’s balance—hopefully later then sooner—but not by herself; she would have help.
Korra was lucky to have a family, two loving parents, and Katara offered herself as an adopted third grandmother of sorts.
She’s her own person, and not Aang, but want it or not she’ll carry his legacy anyway.
‘I’m eager to see how you’ll grow up into yourself.’
Korra cherishes her memories of Katara, as she explains to Asami.
‘And when I’m gone, she adds, the next Avatar’ll get born to Earth. Hopefully geomancy isn’t lost and they’ll found them fast? Anyway they won’t won’t be me either. I fucked up, ended the Cycle, lost everything…’
‘And started a new one.’
‘Yes. And the next one will only have me for spiritual guidance. Which is to say, not much; next to zero.’
‘Hey, stop badmouthing my fiancée. You’re an amazing Avatar and you still have time to get more spiritual.’
‘Yeah. But if I pass before you—and being so reckless, I apologize in advance, it might very well happen—they won’t be me. They’ll be themself. I hope it’s still long way, and that we’re still together. So. Will you be part of their life, learn to know them in the time you have together, see how their guardians raise them and make sure they’re loved? As Katara did for me?’
‘My love. If this comes to pass, of course I will. But. Won’t you also consider you could pull a Kyoshi of you own and outlive me instead?’
‘The knowledge is considered lost but nobody can say I could not. I’ll consider it. But look at our chances…’
‘Well. Now the possibility is acknowledge, I’d rather consider our present for the time being.’
‘Anything for you.’
