Chapter 1 Amon Is Alive Part 2:

I continue to run thru the woods trying sejak myself time till my bending comes back atau i get rid of them.I then saw them they were getting closer and closer to me. I started to wish Mako atau someone saw me so then at least I be lebih evenly matched than i was right now. I also wished that Mako atau my Friends did not see me, becuase if anyone should get hurt should be me. If any of them got hurt I would not be able to forgive myself. I was just about to get my bending back when one of the chei blockers chei blocked me again. Then they also began to surround me. Right...

I think part of the reason he gets so much hate is because he’s difficult to relate to. And part of the reason Asami is such a peminat kegemaran is because she’s extremely easy to identify with.

Like come on, while all of them have had shit happen to them, Mako has probably experienced the most crap out of the main cast, along with Bolin but even then, he’s done most of the sheltering and protecting and has had no one shelter atau protect him.

Asami’s issues are terrible, and not only that but they’re relatable. Wayyy lebih extreme than most things the target audience will ever face obviously...

The whole Korrasami Debat seems to be a hot topic amid the LoK fandom right now so I thought I'd give my input on it.

For starts, my major reason for liking Korrasami is that it is such a huge step in western animation. We finally have some LGTB representation in 'children's' media. And this isn't just some tunjuk with a small fanbase--the Avatar franchise is huge and widely popular--so for this tunjuk of all shows to have canon bisexuals is pretty cool in my opinion. I do understand that not everyone is comfortable with homosexuality but this is a pro-Korrasami artikel so I won't get into that....

Kuvira’s feet sounded rhythmically along the floor. One crossing over the other and then again and again.

The echoes of footfall a reminiscent of things passed…

Of a synchronized dance.

Her dance was lonely now.

She assumed it’d remain that way for quite some time. Her soldiers weren’t exactly fond of dancing, and the ones that were…well they weren’t graceful to say the least.

Kuvira remembered all too clearly dancing with a group. She considered them to be Friends of some sort. They were a close group and their dance never out of sync. And in a way she missed them. But she had to...