Azula was three years old when she first bent fire. Her first flames were tiny, pathetic things: mere sparks that flickered weakly between her fingers. They were only a shadow of the roaring waves of azure fire that would follow. A Promise. What would have happened if Ursa had seen just a bit more of a child in Azula and less of a monster? What would have happened if Iroh remembered that he had niece as well as a nephew? What if Zuko went aight imma head right out and joined the gaang early? When faced with her father's tyranny and her brother's treachery, it's time for Azula to make a choice I'm in school so who knows when I'll update. Also, my friends know about my account so if you guys are reading this, then hi. Cover art by me because i was boredTous Droits Réservés
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