"Love likes to remember us that, even when we least need it, we are at its mercy" Water tribe warrior Sokka knows where he's heading : to fight against the fire nation and restore peace. What he doesn't know that well is where his heart is at. Is it under the charming moonlight or over the inked words of the love letters he has been receiving? And most importantly, who is the young lady (or young man) behind the shitty poems?