The fire war renaissance

Chapter 32: To the head , part two

Sorry about the delay, my computer starting typing numbers instead of letters all day, and it made editing impossible….so I had to wait until I could get my laptop to cooperate.

Anyway….this week I have discovered a lovely little thing called the UFO Awards. (Universal Fanfiction Open). Within the UFO you can nominate and vote for your favorite fanfiction in two categories: "best in fandom" and "best overall". Anyway, to get to the point, I noticed that mostly all of the fanfics nominated for Avatar are….you guessed it, Zutara stories. Now, I have nothing against Zutarian writers in general, but I just think that there are plenty of other Avatar stories out there that aren't Zutara stories that deserve to be nominated.

So, what I'm asking you is to Google the UFO awards nominate and vote for your favorite non-zutarian stories. I'm not necessarily telling you to vote for Fire War Renaissance (though if you want to then I'm not gonna hold you back), just make sure that every aspect the fandom gets their say in what stories are good.

Anyways….enjoy the Chapter and get a de-fogger for your computer, because this chapter does get a tad steamy in the middle.

Chapter Thirty-Two: To the Head, Part Two

Azula sat in the room.

It was quiet, dark, and there was this constant drip of water that was irritating her beyond any beliefs possible.

What was she doing in there? She couldn't exactly think straight, and she had a maddening headache.

"Are you feeling better, Princess?" A man suddenly came inside, he was tall, somewhat slender, and he seemed to be a very stately yet oddly intimidating person. He stood with a smug smile, his mustache curving up above his lips in a sinister fashion that seemed all too familiar to Azula.

Whoever he was, though, when he walked into the room Azula felt as though he was her master, she perked up beyond her mental understanding and listened to everything he said like it was the words of the spirits.