Crossing Worlds (Avatar: A Fanfiction)
"I raise my head slowly to look at the person talking to me. A bald kid with blue tattoos in the shape of arrows on his arms and head stands in front of me. He looks around 12 years of age. And the thing he was still poking my head with is a long wooden staff, which I know is actually a glider. My eyes widen in disbel...
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