Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To...
"Where am I?" I ask. The boy's smirk only grows as he begins to take slow steps towards me. As much as I want to back away when he comes close, I stand my ground. I notice that his eyes are a shade of green that is so dark they could almost be black. I take a deep breath to try to ease my panic. I can feel my hands sh...
"Zuko, that's where your innermost turmoil lies, you were carrying the burden of not being enough for y/n." _____________________________________ Y/n l/n, a fire nation wonder. Abandoned by her family at young, she was taken in by the head of The Fire Nation and trained to be a war weapon. How will her life change whe...