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(Chapter 61: The Red Lotus Blooms)

The prison made no visual when it appeared back in the mortal world, becoming part of the landscape when it manifested under the earth and snow. Even here, in the South Pole, it would be their secret base. He ascended to the outside and like everyone else was eager to put their perilous journey into the Spirit World behind them. Aang climbed up the latter ahead of Toph and Nagi, opening the earthen lid that once concealed one of the entrances under the lake.

Sunlight flooded in. Wind brushed against the layer of powdery snow on top of the ice. He squinted against the light and the crisp air. Looking out over the vast expanse, the distant mountains, and the otter-penguins sliding across the ice. A rocky outcropping jutted from the ground not far from the Laogai prison, an igloo sheltering underneath it from the wind.

Figures emerged from the igloo, perhaps to investigate the disturbance of the prison appearing beneath the snow and Earth. Three people - first - two with weapons drawn - and his heart swelled when he recognized Sokka, Zuko, and Sangmu even from this distance. Aang jumped straight up and made his way towards them with a laugh and a dance in his footsteps.

A fourth figure emerged from the igloo, one that nearly made Aang stop in his tracks. It didn’t feel real to see her after so long, and he had seen her so briefly in Water Tribe clothes that he almost didn’t recognize her in them. But it was unmistakably Azula.

He didn’t even notice that he had started moving again. They met in the middle between the igloo and the prison. His hands found hers. He’d never known her to be so warm.

She spoke first. “Are… Are you real?”

“I think so,” he said, and then he couldn’t help but chuckle. He’d been about to ask her the same thing.

Azula looked down at their joined hands and he thought back to the night under the plum blossom tree when she had confessed everything to him. The pain that was in her eyes that night was written all over her face again. “Aang, I… I’m so sorry. For everything that’s happened, and…”

“That doesn't matter,” he said, catching her gaze again. Her words trailed off. “I’m waiting so long to tell you that I love you, too.”

Her mouth parted in surprise as Aang closed the little bit of distance between them by pressing his lips to hers. When her arms wrapped around his shoulders, Aang fell into the kiss and didn’t want to trade it for the world.

The awesome artpiece was created by

Based on the story "Avatar: Distorted Reality" by

I tried to be as accurate as possible when making this commission. I know I miss some stuff here and there, but I still think it looks beyond spectacular. I am in love with this story, and I can't wait until it's finally completed. Thanks for the story, Baithin.

Here is the link to Distorted Reality to check it out for yourself!

www.fanfiction.net/s/3952155/1…

Description

(Chapter 61: The Red Lotus Blooms)

The prison made no visual when it appeared back in the mortal world, becoming part of the landscape when it manifested under the earth and snow. Even here, in the South Pole, it would be their secret base. He ascended to the outside and like everyone else was eager to put their perilous journey into the Spirit World behind them. Aang climbed up the latter ahead of Toph and Nagi, opening the earthen lid that once concealed one of the entrances under the lake.

Sunlight flooded in. Wind brushed against the layer of powdery snow on top of the ice. He squinted against the light and the crisp air. Looking out over the vast expanse, the distant mountains, and the otter-penguins sliding across the ice. A rocky outcropping jutted from the ground not far from the Laogai prison, an igloo sheltering underneath it from the wind.

Figures emerged from the igloo, perhaps to investigate the disturbance of the prison appearing beneath the snow and Earth. Three people - first - two with weapons drawn - and his heart swelled when he recognized Sokka, Zuko, and Sangmu even from this distance. Aang jumped straight up and made his way towards them with a laugh and a dance in his footsteps.

A fourth figure emerged from the igloo, one that nearly made Aang stop in his tracks. It didn’t feel real to see her after so long, and he had seen her so briefly in Water Tribe clothes that he almost didn’t recognize her in them. But it was unmistakably Azula.

He didn’t even notice that he had started moving again. They met in the middle between the igloo and the prison. His hands found hers. He’d never known her to be so warm.

She spoke first. “Are… Are you real?”

“I think so,” he said, and then he couldn’t help but chuckle. He’d been about to ask her the same thing.

Azula looked down at their joined hands and he thought back to the night under the plum blossom tree when she had confessed everything to him. The pain that was in her eyes that night was written all over her face again. “Aang, I… I’m so sorry. For everything that’s happened, and…”

“That doesn't matter,” he said, catching her gaze again. Her words trailed off. “I’m waiting so long to tell you that I love you, too.”

Her mouth parted in surprise as Aang closed the little bit of distance between them by pressing his lips to hers. When her arms wrapped around his shoulders, Aang fell into the kiss and didn’t want to trade it for the world.

The awesome artpiece was created by

Based on the story "Avatar: Distorted Reality" by

I tried to be as accurate as possible when making this commission. I know I miss some stuff here and there, but I still think it looks beyond spectacular. I am in love with this story, and I can't wait until it's finally completed. Thanks for the story, Baithin.

Here is the link to Distorted Reality to check it out for yourself!

www.fanfiction.net/s/3952155/1…