Shell Shock- a zutara fanfic
Title: Shell Shock
Rating: K
Summery: "I am drowning in a pool of hazy mist that coats a darkness over my eyes. A constant fog surrounds me. I feel as if I am hearing, seeing, speaking, all underwater." Post Sozins Comet AU. Katara POV. Z/K
Prison:
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I was back home.
I was sitting on the floor of our igloo.
There were no furs to sit on. I didn't know what had happened to them. In fact the whole igloo was empty and bare. I didn't mind much. I was content to be home.
The igloo door flap had a hole torn into it at the top. Sometimes it would be blown to the side and I could feel the cool breeze from outside.
Other times someone would open the door flap and leave food for me. Mostly a hard crusty bread that I gnawed on and a cup of stale water. The water was warm but it was wet and felt good on my dry throat.
I mostly slept even though the floor was hard and cold without pelts.
I never tried to leave, I liked being home.
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this will be a series of crazy katara moment which (who knows) might be woven into some kind of plot...
Rating: K
Summery: "I am drowning in a pool of hazy mist that coats a darkness over my eyes. A constant fog surrounds me. I feel as if I am hearing, seeing, speaking, all underwater." Post Sozins Comet AU. Katara POV. Z/K
Prison:
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I was back home.
I was sitting on the floor of our igloo.
There were no furs to sit on. I didn't know what had happened to them. In fact the whole igloo was empty and bare. I didn't mind much. I was content to be home.
The igloo door flap had a hole torn into it at the top. Sometimes it would be blown to the side and I could feel the cool breeze from outside.
Other times someone would open the door flap and leave food for me. Mostly a hard crusty bread that I gnawed on and a cup of stale water. The water was warm but it was wet and felt good on my dry throat.
I mostly slept even though the floor was hard and cold without pelts.
I never tried to leave, I liked being home.
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this will be a series of crazy katara moment which (who knows) might be woven into some kind of plot...