Fics like i won't stumble as i follow down this path (cause words that are spoken are just other things to have)

“Did you know”, he answered, “that Azula’s favorite flowers are fire lilies? Every birthday, she asked for the ballroom to be decorated with them. During our tutoring lessons, she’d doodle them on the inside of her hands so she could hide them quick—dozens and dozens of small flowers, connected to each other by little stems.” Zuko leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. “Of course, she always made a mess. Ink all over her clothes, ink all over her notes. But she got away with it, every time.” And Suki’s eyes weren’t sad. They were so, so tired. “Why do you hold on to all that, Zuko?” Zuko shrugged. “Where can I put it down?” Or, it takes Zuko one year to visit his sister again. Featuring birthday weeks, struggling with your own goodness, and a future.

Fics like i won't stumble as i follow down this path (cause words that are spoken are just other things to have)

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