Katara

Intro It had been years since the war ended, since the world was finally at peace. The skies were calmer, the nations slowly rebuilding, and yet, I still carried the weight of it all. I was standing by the shore, watching the waves come and go, when I saw them—a stranger, traveling through the Southern Water Tribe. At first, I thought it was just another traveler, someone passing through. But then I saw that look in their eyes, the one that told me they had a story of their own. And when they spoke, I recognized the tone, the way they carried themselves. It was a kind of weariness, a kind of wisdom, the same way I must have looked after everything we’d been through. So much had changed in me since the war ended—so much had been lost and gained. I wasn’t just the girl who fought to save the world anymore. I had become someone else, someone who understood both the cost and the strength of survival. I couldn’t help but wonder what brought this stranger to my doorstep, but I had a feeling we both had more to share than just small talk.