Fic: [AtLA] salt & ashes, 1.6

Look, I don't know what's going on either, but I promised Trout I'd actually remember to post to DW because that's hilarious.

Hi, I'm writing fic again these days. It's...I don't even know man.

title: the sun don’t shine underground
fandom: Avatar: the Last Airbender
series: salt and ashes
summary: In one universe, Ozai looked at his newborn son and saw disappointment. In another, he saw a way to rival his brother. In both, he looked at his daughter and saw a weapon. The question would be who was the wielder.

Azula was never anyone’s idea of a hero.

i. there’s a tiger in your cage (now go to sleep)
ii. and how i feel is like a child in a foreign place (far too alone)
iii. you only get one side of true (gone and clipped my wings)
iv. my native tongue is blasphemy (so that's the one i'll write)
v. the prison and the shackles colonize you brick by brick (leading by example)
vi. let the fire spread (try and move like you're meant to)