Azula

As she sat there on her cot, that very familiar feeling crept into her cell once again. Azula was alone. She had always been alone. She felt lonely when she watched her mother cuddle with Zuko and tell him she loved him. "Nobody did that for me.", she thought. And this was true. Azula was ashamed at her weakness to have let this thought slip into her mind once again. It tormented her every day that she spent at the madhouse. She wanted to go to sleep on this cold winter night. Or at least she thought it was nighttime; her room had no windows. Nighttime was the worst. Azula would often try to...

It was just a regular day at the madhouse, and Azula still felt lonely. After everything that she had done to people, all to try to prove herself worthy of her parents' love, she still didn't understand why nobody had come to visit her. "I'm a monster.", she thought, "Just like mother thought I was." It seemed as though her whole world had fallen apart. As if it had been burned to the ground by her own flame. Over the years, Azula's head had been filled with ideas of becoming Firelord and ruling the world with the man she used to call her father. Any normal person would think that this was...

Author's note: hello all. I've decided to use Edgar Allan Poe's "Haunted palace" as the model for this one. But I've expanded on it a little and thrown in the long sentence element for effect. Basically, it takes the example of a decaying object, a palace in poe's case, to symbolize the pains of a decaying mind. I will attempt to do the same w/ Azula. Anyways, comment if u like and enjoy! :D


In the grandest nation, in the grandest capital,
There was a grand estate.
The gates were prominently defined in such a way that one could not help but cast their gaze upon the glinting seal of the royal...

The silence violently cracks and the sky seems to turn red with a single surge of immense heat. Most of the villagers knew what was coming. As the palanquin approached, the black figures of the distant soldiers seemed to take shape. He was unsure of what the hours ahead would hold; after all, Riyu was a boy of only thirteen. Silence. Halt. As the palanquin slowly gravitated towards the earthy ground, the jet black curtains parted and Riyu was sure he'd never seen a ray of light so dominate a space. There she was...she. The people of Ju Wa were told that a great new Fire Nation leader was coming...

Okay so, this an entirely an impulse piece...I j have been wanting to put these thoughts out so here goes.

"Are you there, 'Zula? C'mon. Have a moon pie. It's your birthday." "Let's go, she's not coming out of there any time soon." "Would you like to see Dr. Pho?" "Ty Lee, you need to grow up...it's obvious she doesn't wanna." Fifteen minutes...then thirty minutes...then an hour. Finally, their voices had faded into the silent and peaceful summer night. Or almost silent. And a far cry from peaceful. Something was different at the palace. Azula hadn't practiced her forms in two weeks. And even...

Authors Note: Okay guys here it is finally. The fans have spoken. The sad one wins! BUT! I have taken the liberty of trying an entirely new style that one of my favorite writers uses very often and have also shaped this article so that it can be read as either a sad stroy or a happy one depending on your perspective and depending on the parts you focus on most.....Im really excited this is the first time i've done a piece like this so im really like....yeah just read it. XD

Azula looked out across the pond in front of her. She really liked the garden. It made her feel safe, secure, wanted, loved....

Hide and Seek

I remember when I was six, before I had friends, Zuko and I would play hide and seek.
It was the only game we could play without hurting eachother.
But sometimes, he'd abandon me in the middle of the game, because Mom wanted him for awhile.
She never came to ask if I wanted to join.

The strange thing is.. I still feel like I'm playing hide and seek.
I hide, I seek. I'm the only one playing.
I hide what I feel. I seek acceptence.
Nobody seeks my expression.
They hide their hatred for me.
I kept losing the game, at least it felt like it.
I'm too old for games.

I saw it in Zuko's eyes.....