Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Ageless ❯ One-Shot

Ageless

How old did you have to be to love?

Four? When she had her first crush and thought the world was snow and ice?

Ten? When the only men left were little boys and she had seen beyond her world of snow to see bloodshed and fire?

Fourteen? When the idea of traveling the world with the Avatar was the most romantic thing she could think of, even if her brother had to come along?

Sixteen? When the world was safe and she thought there was nothing else to do but sit back and watch?

Eighteen? When the second war began and old foes turned to new allies?

Twenty? When the campaign against the Avatar began and no one could be trusted?

Thirty? When she looked back on her life and the tangled web of emotions it had weaved for her?

Older? When she was still thinking on past love and regret and choice and wondering if it had ever been right?

Never. Always.

Love was ageless.

Notes:

I forget they're kids sometimes. It seems we all do.