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"You know, I never thought we'd meet again after this was all said and done," she said, hugging him.
"As if anything could keep us apart, heh!" he replied.
Really, he had actually more than doubted he'd get to see her again. After all, she was the Avatar; and that meant she would be linked to her next life. He always assumed that meant she would be in some secluded area or something. Maybe inside the next avatar?
"Well, we didn't get where we are - were, by letting things like impossibility dictate our lives, did we?"
"No," he agreed easily. "It's part of your charm."
Korra had that ability, that charm; that flair that made people want to push themselves. Whenever Bolin saw her, whether she was in high spirits, or she was broken, he felt the need to go above and beyond; to go through hell itself just to be better. For her. For himself.
She made people want to be better persons. Like just doing the right thing; if even only once, would be enough at the end of the day.
Korra had been made to lead and inspire. A true leader. Bolin didn't know how she could ever see anything in him; compared to her brilliant light he was barely a flicker in dying embers just before dawn. Barely noticeable, unimportant in the grand scheme, and soon to be put out by whoever controlled the flames.
She thought he was so pure. If legends would speak of them, they would tell of the young firebrand and her kindhearted lover. Bolin learned quickly to put others before himself. Strangely enough, it was a lesson he learned being in Kuvira's army; reinforced by all the tests he - they - went through.
Unlike her, he was kind to the world. Like the earth he molded with his hands, he stood his ground; but he didn't seek out conflict. Rather, he put an end to it.
Though he did search for wrongs to right, he never asked for a fight. Unlike her, he wasn't hot-headed. Unlike her, he kept others' light by fueling them with his; he didn't just shine as a beacon, he shone so others could shine in harmony with him.
She didn't quite know what he saw in someone like her, who for so long sought conflict; just to prove she could stand up for herself. Just so she could say she was the avatar. Just so the world took her seriously. At first, it had always been about her: her duties; her tests; her need to create balance. Then it changed as she met the Krew. It wasn't her duties, rather it became doing the right thing.
And Bolin had been an intrinsic part of that transformation.
Together they completed each other. One tempered the other's fire; while the fire kept the other's embers alive and strong. She was the full moon in the night sky to his lush and lively forest; he was the compassion to her justice.
He was the pull to her push; she was the will to him standing his ground.
No, they weren't perfect. Bolin had always been child-like, bordering many times on immature and childish; his faith in people could quite easily become blinding and he was not the smartest of scholars.
Korra had been hotheaded, brash and selfish to a point. She, too, hadn't been the smartest, but her skepticism and want to prove herself, by herself had always helped in sniffing out people who would hurt her.
Their combined flaws were a perfect mix for them to be controlled, to be taken advantage of. Yet, they found the perfect balance to help the other see their mistakes. Bolin would take a deep calming breath whenever something irritating happened; reminding her to cool it. She would scoff whenever something seemed too good, or impossible; reminding him to rethink his position.
They weren't perfect, but they accepted the other's flaws readily. They truly loved each other.
"As if anything could keep us apart, heh!" he replied.
Really, he had actually more than doubted he'd get to see her again. After all, she was the Avatar; and that meant she would be linked to her next life. He always assumed that meant she would be in some secluded area or something. Maybe inside the next avatar?
"Well, we didn't get where we are - were, by letting things like impossibility dictate our lives, did we?"
"No," he agreed easily. "It's part of your charm."
Korra had that ability, that charm; that flair that made people want to push themselves. Whenever Bolin saw her, whether she was in high spirits, or she was broken, he felt the need to go above and beyond; to go through hell itself just to be better. For her. For himself.
She made people want to be better persons. Like just doing the right thing; if even only once, would be enough at the end of the day.
Korra had been made to lead and inspire. A true leader. Bolin didn't know how she could ever see anything in him; compared to her brilliant light he was barely a flicker in dying embers just before dawn. Barely noticeable, unimportant in the grand scheme, and soon to be put out by whoever controlled the flames.
She thought he was so pure. If legends would speak of them, they would tell of the young firebrand and her kindhearted lover. Bolin learned quickly to put others before himself. Strangely enough, it was a lesson he learned being in Kuvira's army; reinforced by all the tests he - they - went through.
Unlike her, he was kind to the world. Like the earth he molded with his hands, he stood his ground; but he didn't seek out conflict. Rather, he put an end to it.
Though he did search for wrongs to right, he never asked for a fight. Unlike her, he wasn't hot-headed. Unlike her, he kept others' light by fueling them with his; he didn't just shine as a beacon, he shone so others could shine in harmony with him.
She didn't quite know what he saw in someone like her, who for so long sought conflict; just to prove she could stand up for herself. Just so she could say she was the avatar. Just so the world took her seriously. At first, it had always been about her: her duties; her tests; her need to create balance. Then it changed as she met the Krew. It wasn't her duties, rather it became doing the right thing.
And Bolin had been an intrinsic part of that transformation.
Together they completed each other. One tempered the other's fire; while the fire kept the other's embers alive and strong. She was the full moon in the night sky to his lush and lively forest; he was the compassion to her justice.
He was the pull to her push; she was the will to him standing his ground.
No, they weren't perfect. Bolin had always been child-like, bordering many times on immature and childish; his faith in people could quite easily become blinding and he was not the smartest of scholars.
Korra had been hotheaded, brash and selfish to a point. She, too, hadn't been the smartest, but her skepticism and want to prove herself, by herself had always helped in sniffing out people who would hurt her.
Their combined flaws were a perfect mix for them to be controlled, to be taken advantage of. Yet, they found the perfect balance to help the other see their mistakes. Bolin would take a deep calming breath whenever something irritating happened; reminding her to cool it. She would scoff whenever something seemed too good, or impossible; reminding him to rethink his position.
They weren't perfect, but they accepted the other's flaws readily. They truly loved each other.
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Man, it's been a wild ride! I admit, at first I imagined more people would participate; the concept of Borra Month had garnered quite a bit of attention on the official Tumblr. But, despite the lack of participation, I've managed to hold on and keep pumping out short stories for each of the days. At least we have that much, neh?
It was an interesting learning opportunity for me, I admit. Waking up everyday, having to come up with an entire scenario and putting the idea to paper; man, it really takes it outta you! The past few days I was working on fumes for inspiration. My brain was really taxed and hard-pressed to come up with something for each and every day; though that might've been partly due to the restrictive(?) nature of some prompts. I personally regret implementing certain ones (like Cafuné; the feeling of runnign your fingers through your lover's hair and the good feelings that come with it), but live and learn. Next year, if we do this again, we'll do better!
Doing this month re-ignited my want to write; and I feel... odd... to return to other stories and projects I had before or during this month; I'm so used to dealing with Korra and Bolin now that I'll have to get used to using other characters and worlds again, ha!
Though, I think the very best thing this month has done for me is the same benefit of NaNoWriMo - National Novel Writing Month, usually held in November - that of instilling the habit to WRITE DAILY. With or without inspiration, you learn to pump words with a semblance of coherence and meaning. I suggest everyone interested in writing participant in such exercises as shipping months or NaNoWriMo.
It was an interesting learning opportunity for me, I admit. Waking up everyday, having to come up with an entire scenario and putting the idea to paper; man, it really takes it outta you! The past few days I was working on fumes for inspiration. My brain was really taxed and hard-pressed to come up with something for each and every day; though that might've been partly due to the restrictive(?) nature of some prompts. I personally regret implementing certain ones (like Cafuné; the feeling of runnign your fingers through your lover's hair and the good feelings that come with it), but live and learn. Next year, if we do this again, we'll do better!
Doing this month re-ignited my want to write; and I feel... odd... to return to other stories and projects I had before or during this month; I'm so used to dealing with Korra and Bolin now that I'll have to get used to using other characters and worlds again, ha!
Though, I think the very best thing this month has done for me is the same benefit of NaNoWriMo - National Novel Writing Month, usually held in November - that of instilling the habit to WRITE DAILY. With or without inspiration, you learn to pump words with a semblance of coherence and meaning. I suggest everyone interested in writing participant in such exercises as shipping months or NaNoWriMo.
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