Истории Firewater

"What happens when two worlds crash? Can love be possible or vain will do everything and tear them apart? Fire and water can win when they are together and when they have their loves. Or can they?"

"Write a 500-word thesis on why Marids are blue," He read out from his friend's notes that were laid out on the floor. "Are you kidding me." "I told you, you shouldn't have skipped class," Persephone said as she read the news. He sulked, "Well I'm terribly sorry. What even is a dumb marid?" His voice echoed throughout the spacious room. "Wait, aren't they dead?" Amelia pointed out from behind Persephone. "Who is?" He asked from the other side of the room, behind his friend's piles of notes. Yves walked over to Persephone and Amelie, curious about the confused looks on their faces. His eyes landed on the news book on Persephone's hand and widened. The three of them looked petrified. Tension was building up, causing Rose to stalk towards them, leaving her friend bumbling about blue marids. "Hello, I'm asking a question!"He demanded. "Shh." The news book lay flat open in Persephone's hands as the four analyzed it furiously. It felt like ages, as they stood there and stared at the page, trying to see a loophole that would prove their thoughts wrong. "Pfft, it can't be," one of them said uncertainly. "How?" The other chimed in. "Didn't they die?" Persephone asked nervously. A pair of eyes stared at her sceptically, urging for an answer to an unsaid question. "What? Me? I didn't do it, I swear I didn't revive them. I don't even know how to cook." "Oh, dear." "The others have probably seen the article." "WHAT'S A MARID?" "Shh!" And so it began, the end of the world.

the story of a shaman and a witch living from the 1800s to present

When the darkness surround them, they'll have to travel through the forest to beat it.

This is a poem generated to raise awareness toward alcoholism, its effects, and a possible solution. My poem was made for an Action Research project at my high school.

Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Kanna used to tell us stories about the old days, a time of peace when the Avatar kept balance between the Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, and Air Nomads. But that all changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar mastered all four elements. Only he could stop the ruthless firebenders. But when the world needed him most, he failed. After spending 83 years trying to avenge his nation, Avatar Aang was defeated. He spent his lifetime doing whatever he could to stop the Fire Nation from unbalancing the elements further, but he overall was too caught up in his own revenge, heartbroken over the loss of the nomads. A hundred years have passed and the Fire Nation is nearing victory in the War. Two years ago, our Chief and the men of our tribe journeyed to the Earth Kingdom to help fight against the Fire Nation, leaving his two young children, Katara and Sokka, the grandchildren of Kanna, to look after our tribe. Some people believe that the Avatar was never reborn into the Southern tribe as predicted, all the waterbenders having been killed before there was a chance, the cycle broken. But that all changed today, the day of my 16th birthday, when Kanna told me that I am the Avatar.

*Here's a sneak peek of the story i'm working on* (First chapter should be released December 2021-January 2022)

16 years ago, Tony Stark had a little thing with a women and had a daughter. They named her Star. Turns out she has powers and has to move in with the Avengers. She may fall in love. She may get hurt. But who knows. I promise it gets better as you read Things to know: -Star is mixed (Afro-Latina & white) -the twins are 17 in this book -Star is bisexual -Sam and Nat are about 23 in this book -doesn't really go with the timeline