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Sunny woke up one sweltering summer morning feeling . . . 𝐷𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡. She couldn’t pinpoint just what it was. For days she would stay awake, roaming through the streets of the middle ring of Ba Sing Se. It was during one of these middle of the night jaunts where she would spot him. He was another boy around her age, dirty and disheveled. She watched him with some weariness. Children from the outer ring snuck in some times, but usually were home before dark. She inched towards him, her feet flat on the ground in a traditional earthbending stance. She couldn’t bend, not that she knew of, but she adopted her father’s mannerisms. The boy turned around suddenly, blasting her with a gust of wind that threw her into a wall.
A few days later she found out that the only thing that had stopped her from cracking her skull, was her own newly developed bending. It was a slow process at first. Without training she didn’t hope to accomplish much. She practiced on her own, waiting for the day her parents would take her to the Air Temple. Sunny was too young to go alone, but her parents had a business and family to take care of. At first the excitement seemed to bubble over, with every new movement she learned it threatened to 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘. As time stretched on, apprehension set in. 𝑊𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐴𝑖𝑟 𝑇𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒?
Nearly two years had passed she had discovered her bending. 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑. She recalled those early memories of her bending with nostalgia. ❞𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮!❞ She shoved her way through the crowd beginning to form. The Avatar was coming. Everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of her, but there was only one thing on Sunny’s mind. Her tall frame towered above the rest of the crowd, but she was still too far from her goal. She was going to flag down Avatar Korra and she was going to train. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵.
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